Chapter 278: Look what I've got.
The song of Verdant Inferno echoed through the armory. It was encased in a thick layer of metal that more than doubled its weight. Molten lines of magma ran along its head, pulsating with every strike. Black veins, connected to both Arwin and the hammer, swayed with every strike he made.
A pile of rounded balls and metal rods laid on the work table to his side. They were the results of the past hour, all made through Dwarven Forging. And, as Arwin finally let Verdant Inferno lower and allowed his muscles to relax, he looked down at the final rod he would need.
The black veins pulled free of his hammer and Arwin dismissed it with a thought. He lifted the final rod of Brightsteel from the anvil and examined it intensely for any defects or mistakes he might have missed.
The rod was about the length of half-a-finger and no thicker than a pencil. Each of its ends had been tapered to a razor sharp point. The entire piece of metal was smoothed and about as perfectly cylindrical as he could get it to be.
There were no problems. It was ready.
He was ready.
Arwin gathered up the wooden components of the arm and got about to the second to last step of its creation. Piece by piece, he used the rods to connect the wooden components. He pressed the metal into the wood using [Scourge] to ensure they slid in smoothly, then applied the next wooden piece to the other end of the makeshift skeleton.
His head throbbed in pain. He’d been drawing a ridiculous amount of magic for this piece. If it hadn’t been for the Infernal Armory backing him up, he would have run out of resources a long time ago.
But his time was limited. Even with the energy flowing from his building, Arwin only had so much left to work with. He could feel the power flooding his body receding and starting to pull back.