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... different world.
The clang of hammers striking metal rang out from every direction, dense and relentless like a torrential downpour. As far as the eye could see, nearly every building lining the streets was a blacksmith’s workshop.
Bare-chested craftsmen swung heavy hammers beside blazing furnaces, forging swords and armor in the red glow of molten metal. Sparks flew in all directions, and the air was thick with the acrid smell of coal smoke and scorched steel.
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