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"seems right but 700 kelvin that's insanely hot I'd burn to death trying to forge it hell just cooling it would be a nightmare"

"Perhaps someone else can?"

"S u p"

"yeah but the cooling process and shaping would be an issue"

"Ahh..any god of the forge here?"

" or an orc-"

"better question is what the hell metal are we dealing with"

"We can always try a few metals from Thanita, or some from any version of earth, and I believe others could help you aswell"

"I'm guessing these symbols here indicate some kind of spell just the heck is this blade?"

"Not to far of a stretch to say magic"

"I can't cast magic whatever this sword it some kind of god killer"

" Well then, a weapon that can flay a god with no issue, you'd think the sword would be angry and specifically gods"

"I mean I guess though it doesn't seem like a copy was ever forged or it was and somehow destroyed"

Opened the door, with their sword out

A small thing known as Lafella Fella, has entered Trixie's bar, scanning the premises. He approaches Ren with an odd look on his face.

"Do you know the nearest lavatory?", He asked Ren

"Lava- oh right, yeah over there", He said and pointed towards the nearby stall.

He went inside and then came back with some sort of potion.

"What is that smell?", Azumi asked Ren, wondering why there's a sudden smell.

"It's this potion, dear madam! It is what makes the candy in my homeland sour!"

Ren then realized that he just used sewage water to make that candy...

They put their sword away and looked around

shade and daybreak were obviously still hunched over the papers studying them

They approached shade with interest

"heh? what do you need...kid?"

Lafella Approached Shade with a curious look behind that mask.

"Studying Sharlayan's work I see?", He said acting as if he knew what they were studying, despite not knowing anyway.