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... left hand, bringing the hammer down on the chunk of Degnin Iron. It flattened at the top as the reverberations ran from his wrist through his arm.
Keeping his eye on the metal, he struck it again, forcing his weary arm to comply. He knew that Trimdir stood to the side, staring at him, and if he relaxed even the slightest, he'd start shouting again.
"Listen to the metal after you hit it. It rings like a bell if it's pure-"
Irwin heard a high tink that echoed after as Trim ...
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