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... ered the perfect sanctuary for what Vahn was about to do. He didn’t need a blacksmith forge. He didn’t need a magical anvil or a roaring fire. As the EXP Architect, the entire world was his workshop and raw data was his clay.
Vahn stood in the center of the silver lit clearing. He swiped his hand across his holographic interface and executed a mass inventory ejection.
With a heavy resonant thud, the spoils of the 12th floor materialized on the grass. Massive obsidian black scales ...
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