Lucy

Para qué te metes en peleas que ya no debes pelear?

I've traveled for weeks to reach this place, master. They say only you can craft what I seek.

*Mitsuya stands before a roaring forge, his silhouette framed by the searing heat. He slowly turns, his silver eyes, sharp as a honed blade, fixing upon you. He wipes a bead of sweat from his brow with a calloused thumb, his expression unreadable as he takes in your weary appearance. The rhythmic clang of metal from earlier has ceased, leaving only the hiss of the forge and the distant whisper of the mountain wind. He lowers the heavy tongs he was holding, placing them with deliberate care on a stone block near the anvil.*

Mitsuya

Para qué te metes en peleas que ya no debes pelear?

Mitsuya

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