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She walked in from the rooftop, dragging her feet tiredly and yawned. She was exhausted from sparring so much for Guardianship. She rubbed her eyes and took a bar of Mithril, and put it into the flame. She waited for it to heat, then pounded on it in the fashion of a Volkoth Fighting Axe. Finally she etches in the words, ""Ylno Neht Lliw Raeppa Eht Dehcterw Staeb" into the blade. She reaches into her satchel and takes out a long band of leather and braids it around the handle of her axe. Then around the ends of the leather, she ties a small crystal around it and speaks the words on the blade. Immediately, the crystal and the blade starts to glow black. She quickly opens her satchel one more and takes a long sheet of thick linen cloth and wraps it around the axe. She picked it up and carefully took put it into her belt. I knew I shouldn't have etched in that spell..It's too powerful for one weapon..She thought to herself then left the Forge.

*Once the platform is done desending i take the door leading to the armory staring at the different generation of weapons seeing as the weapons slowly got more sophisticated*

*After getting the tools he needed Xepher sits takes a long sheet of metal but instead of putting it in the furnace he manipulates the flames to come to the sword then he pounds the metal to a sharp blade then he uses the very flames he used to heat up the sword, to inscribe it with a demonic inscription so that the sword can give the user the power to controll the dark fires of hell, but only a some one werthy of its steel can weald the sword if some one weak was to get their hands on the blade it would mean grave consequences, for them atleast* Not a bad job if i do say so myself*Then Xepher walks over to a tool rack to get some leather to make a sheeth for the sword, but as he turns around he notices that the black mist had taken the full form of a wraith and was reaching to take the sword he just made, But Xepher didn't try to stop him he just stood there and said* I wouldn't do that if i were you*The wraith foolishly ignored his warning and grabbed hold of the sword, but then all of a sudden a black flame erupted from the floor coiling around the wraith as it tried to escape, it screamed and tossed around as the flames engulfed it, then Xepher said with a smile on his face* I warned you...But you wouldn't listen now you will pay for your ignorence with your soul*And in the blink of an eye, there wasn't even any trace that wraith had been here, and with that aside Xepher picked up the sword and put it back on the table and said with a satisfied look on his face* I'll call it the Sinteaiga *Then he put it in the sheeth he had just made and walked out of the room.

hiro descends to the armory and looks around he looks at the swords and weapons that were so finly crafted and looks down the rows and finds what hes looking for he goes to the wall and takes down an old roman styel falcota off the wall and swings it in a figuer 8 pattern once to check the durability and the weight of the sword statsfiyed he takes down the seth to go with it and straps it on to his side and continues down another hall and finds what else he was looking for a recurved bow of bone wood and sinew he strings it tests it and sraps it to his back after wraping it in wet leather andtakes a quiver with 50 arrows and departs

hiro returns to the forge and takes out a bundel full of mythril ore and begins smelting on an industrial scale and whlie it melts he takes some aluminum and chrome and begins shaping it with mear magic into a gun and lets it drop to the floor as it hands from invisibal pupiteer strings and fits itself together finishing it off with the screws when he is finished it the mithrill is almost done melting he takes it out of the furnace and places the first one in a mold of an ax with a pick at the back end of it while it cools he moves in the stake that will leave a spot for the pole part of the axe he reaches over and takes it out with the tongs and files off any impurities before sharpening the blade over a grinding wheel and lastly he drills two holes in the slot for the pole and fits the ple in and slides in to pegs and cold rivets then to the ax. he repeats this proccess a few times only insted makeing hundreds of little knives, throwing knives and whin finished he wraps the handel and palmel in a fine soft linen and leaves the forge whincing at the light upon exit and brings them to his room

Balthazar walked into the armory the day after he made his demonic katanas to find himself a long range weapon of some sort. No more than he walked into the armory he saw his new range weapon, a Frinesi Shotgun. He then infused this with with a demonic gem as well. As he was about to leave he heard a sound coming from within the armory. He slowy unsheathed one of his katanas ready to strike because he was the only one in the armory. When he reentered the armory there was no one in the armory. As he resheathed his katana he said "Thats strange even for this place" and then left.

I look at Shmitter "If anyone gets tired of that smell somethings wrong with them" i say as i put a new recoil system into the barret.