The subterranean chamber of the Star-Forge resonated with the rhythmic, thunderous clang of Master Thorgar’s enchanted hammer striking the meteorite anvil. From the boiling caldera below, channeled through four subterranean flues of white-hot star-metal, celestial magma flowed into the runic conduits surrounding the forge. The heat was blinding, radiating in waves of pure incandescent white, sapphire, and gold. Prince Elijah stood at the northern apex of the forge, his silver…
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