Chapter 40: The Dragon's Call
The forging fires blazed brightly in the heart of the city, casting an orange glow over the busy workshops. The sounds of hammers striking anvils echoed through the air as the dwarves, now working alongside the monster craftsmen, began to shape the metal harvested from the ant colony's cave. The metal, known as arcanium, was imbued with unique magical properties, making it incredibly versatile and strong.
"Aye," Thrain agreed, holding up a newly forged sword. "This Arcanium is unlike any metal I've worked with before. Its magical properties make it both lighter and stronger than anything i've forged before."
Vaelrith nodded. "We need to ensure every warrior is equipped with the best gear we can produce. The demons won't wait for us to be ready."