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Ttang! Ttang! Ttang!
As the sounds of hammering consistently echoed from Valyr's workshop, the young man stared at the chestplate he was working on, his expression solemn as the gears in his mind continued to turn.
"Huu…" Letting out a long exhale to calm down his tense nerves, Valyr picked up his forging hammer once more, activating both of his ocular skills to remove all of the imperfections that remained on it.
Ttang! Ttang! Ttang!
While the young man was doing that, Ataraxia also used his own ocular skill on the side, sending snapshots of what his current vision looked like at opportune moments to the young man.
With that, Valyr was gradually able to remove all of the imperfections that were visible through their skills on the chestplate, approaching a level of quality that was rarely achieved by a blacksmith.
"…All that's left is to give it more of my blood and energy, and then infuse the essence of the Elder Wyvern Core into the current core."
