"Kid, I think it's going to take you some time to prepare these materials!" Master Ironhand said, lifting his massive iron hammer with one hand.
He continued speaking in his deep, resonant voice, "So there's really no point for me to stay here any longer."
"Go prepare the materials. Once you have them ready, you can summon me again!"
In the next instant, Master Ironhand's body dissolved into a brilliant light, vanishing as he returned to the other side of the teleportation array.
The glow disappeared almost immediately, and in its place lay a perfectly intact [Dwarven Blacksmith's Token (Legendary-grade)], quietly resting on the floor.
Caelan stepped forward, picked up the token, and then turned to leave the training room. His mind was already racing with the next steps.
The goal was simple but demanding: he had to collect all the required materials in the shortest possible time, regardless of the cost or effort required.
