Crimson Forge.
"Haah. I'm finally done. I finally finished these goddamn boots." Letting out a long sigh of relief, Valyr raised the armor piece he was working on, activating the hyperfocus ability of [Gambler's Discerning Eyes] to see if he had missed any imperfections.
Once he had fixed all of the imperfections he had missed on the piece, Valyr nodded in satisfaction before placing it to the side, putting it beside the other pieces of armor that made up the set.
With a content smile on his face, he placed the forging hammer on the anvil before shifting his attention to the pieces of armor on the side, rubbing his hands in excitement, wanting to experience the effects of the armor set firsthand.
However, just as he had finished putting on the chestplate, Wells appeared in front of him with a slightly grim expression, only easing up once he had come face to face with Valyr.
