In the tower, the heat of the forging room was almost unbearable. The forge itself was placed in a particular place that allowed it to reach certain heats needed to melt down the materials to make their special weapons.
However, at the moment, not only was it unnaturally hot inside because of this, but also due to the work that was being done. No one had rested so far as they continued to make the weapons. The heat from all of their bodies was adding to the room.
At the same time, whenever Quinn was working, this pressure would come off from his body. It was swirling around in the air, adding to the already tense situation. For some reason, for a while now, all of the Amra, including Dober, could feel that the swirling energy had gotten more intense.
The Amra had already done all they needed to do, but they stood a distance away, watching Quinn. He continued to hammer away at the final bits, changing the tools needed as he focused on different areas.
