The workshop was dimly lit, the flickering glow of candlelight dancing across the tools and workbench. The air was heavy with the scent of wood and metal, a comforting aroma that permeated Shinon's senses.
He approached the workbench, his eyes scanning the materials he had gathered for the task at hand.
"I think it's time to start working on the crossbow for real."
With a meticulous hand, Shinon began sorting the various components needed for crafting the crossbow. He selected a sturdy piece of oak for the main body, its grain smooth and flawless.
Next, he chose a length of flexible yew wood for the limbs, carefully assessing its resilience and strength. He had learned the art of weapon crafting through years of dedication and honing his skills, and each choice was made with precision and care.
Using a small saw, Shinon began shaping the oak into the desired form, the rhythmic sound of the blade slicing through the wood filling the workshop.
