The sun was out and shining on Falconmill. Hector pulled out a large piece of iron. His muscles vainy, and he placed it into the intense heat of his furnace. He started whistling a tune and began designing a new special sword, as tribute for the King, completely unaware of the events happening at the canyon.
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