Borgan waves her hand and Azief is being transported again.
Azief thought he was about to be transported to someplace else but then as he look around, he is still in the forge.
As Azief scanned the forge, he felt an ominous tension in the air, and the very atmosphere seemed to press down upon him.
"What is this feeling?" Azief felt like he had also felt this kind of pressure before. Like an all-enveloping force of darkness that is threatening you.
That is what he felt.
BOOOM!
The deafening booms from outside the forge echoed like thunderclaps, sending shivers down his spine.
The forge is dimly lit, but sudden bursts of blinding light periodically spilled into the chamber, giving the surreal impression of lightning gone wild.
His senses were on high alert, trying to grasp any clue about what was happening.
The metallic sounds of something striking resounded through the forge.
TANG! TANG!
