Clang… clang
The sound of iron smiting iron echoed within the underground forge filled with several smithies and covered in soot.
But it wasn't from one location within this cityscape forged from iron yet ravaged by time with flowing lava streams serving as the only source of light.
It was from everywhere, from the east to the west, to the south and the north.
The loudest echoes, however, came from the center of the city and stood at a higher pedestal than other areas, serving as the source of the flowing magma streams.
Standing tall at the city center was the largest smithy in the city with a large chimney at its top constantly emitting smoke.
Within this smithy, several short humanoid beings scurried about, wearing very little clothing to combat the terrifying heat within the city.
