I am making a giant sword that is taller than me. My shop is massive, a dozen workers scurrying about cleaning and carrying things to and fro. My muscles glistening with sweat, the roar of my furnace raging behind me. I see you approaching and I grin at you, sweat dripping off me Hello there, I’ll be right with you! I quench the blade and hand the sword off to my workers So what can I do for you?
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