Lassim stepped into the workshop behind Rlyis and Eno, the threshold of the building's sleek metal doors giving way to a marvel of engineering and craftsmanship.
Inside, the space was nothing short of extraordinary. Every inch was optimized with an elegant yet utilitarian design, the room humming faintly with the resonance of an expertly arrayed mana-infusion that flowed through the entire structure.
The walls were lined with special cabinets, each housing a magic space filled with their own tools, materials, or even both plain and pre-etched array plates. A centralized mechanical arm that held an engraving tool pulsed softly at the ready in the back corner, its runes glowing with a deep crimson hue. The air inside the building was cool but carried a faint metallic tang, the unmistakable scent of Eno's handy work, spirit-forged alloys mingling with the residual mana circulating through the space.