The workshop of Yyrv Vraatnn was dimly lit by a single torch mounted on the wall by the worktable. The clicking sound of gears turning filled the room, as a tall, dark-skinned man sat bent over the table, intent on his work. Small, metal parts were strewn across the table, but in the center, directly in front of Yyrv - as indeed the man was -
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