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The Blacksmith Who Hammered Too Hot: Part 13
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2025-09-15 08:00:14The dungeon rumbled. Dust fell from the ceiling, the heat from molten rock and sulfur thick in the air. A dragon’s roar shook the walls, wings slicing through the smoke like knives. I gritted my teeth, gripping Lachlan’s hilt, feeling the familiar pull of his hunger vibrating through me.
“Shit…” I muttered, adjusting my stance. “This thing’s… massive.”Lachlan hummed low, almost a growl. “…Massive, but slow. We’ll work together. Focus, Zenthos.”I didn’t have time to argue. The dragon’s tail smashed into the stone floor, sending shards flying. I dove, narrowly avoiding the swipe, and swung Lachlan in a wide arc. The blade bit deep, screaming as it drank from the air, channeling every ounce of my strength.The dragon roared again, fire spitting from its jaws. I rolled, feeling the heat brush my arm, and kept swinging. Each cut I made with Lachlan was precise, each strike feeding his hunger, each thrust of power leaving my own muscles screaming.
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The next morning broke bright, sunlight streaming through the blinds in slanted gold lines. Keenan stirred against Geoff’s chest, blinking at the strange ceiling as if he still expected stone and timber instead of plaster and paint. He didn’t say anything right away, only pressed his face into the warmth of Geoff’s shoulder and inhaled as though anchoring himself.When Geoff finally coaxed him out of bed, Keenan dressed with stiff dignity, as though armor rather than soft cotton clung to his body. Yet his eyes betrayed him, darting, curious, catching every oddity in the room and beyond.Keenan walked through the city at Geoff’s side, his eyes climbing higher and higher until they reached the jagged crown of glass and steel above. He tried to hold his composure, but words betrayed him before he could stop them.“Those dragons stand so still,” he muttered, staring at the skyscrapers. “How do you keep them from waking?”
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