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... y. Unlike other narrow alleys, the air here is hot and heavy, filled with the scents of soot, charcoal, and burning metal. The night sky, which should be dark, is tinged orange by the glow of giant smokestacks spewing fire into the heavens. The sound of hammers striking anvils is a constant backdrop, a rhythm of hard work and desperation.
Nihil walked past sweating dwarven and human workers, his hood pulled low. He was no longer a fugitive fleeing. He was a predator seeking suitable hunt ...
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