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... a spacious room that smelled of oil, metal, and the faint scent of ozone from concentrated mana. Artificial sunlight from the ceiling illuminated a large wooden workbench cluttered with sketches, tools, and scattered weapon components.
Velusia stood across the table, her posture straight, her ice-blue eyes watching me with a mix of anticipation and suppressed pride.
"My Lord, is this weapon to your liking?" she asked, her voice calm but with an urgent edge.
On the table l ...
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