"Is this the forging of the Ten rings?" Azief ask.
Borgan smiles. But she did not answer the question. Then she chuckles and shakes her head.
"No, not quite yet"
Azief narrows his eyes.
"The, wha-" before Azief could finish asking his question, Borgan cut off his words
"Watch"
Azief felt frustrated but he took a deep breath and calm himself down.
He nodded.
There is still many things he wanted to ask. But he got a feeling that unless he watch what she wanted him to watch, she would never release him from this place.
Right now, the advantage is on Borgan. Because apparently she is the only one who knows what this place is.
And Azief didn't. So, the power is on her.
Of course, Azief himself is curious.
So, he focused back on the scene
He sees this Phaistos happily forging things whether it be weapons, shields or even toys. It is not weapons that he likes forging.
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Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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