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The Flame’s Whereabouts – Part 03

The Blue Dragon Clan, Hikaru mused. Right, they’re supposed to be the most militant of the twelve clans. Are they backing off because they’re being cautious? Or… do they have something else in mind?

“The flame of the Primordial Forge is out? Does my father know about this?” Dodorono said, visibly shaken.

“Dodorono, like the Blue Dragon guy said just now, the Black Goat chief is clearly trying to control the narrative. He’s spinning it so his clan doesn’t look like the villain. We can’t fall for it.”

“But it’s the Primordial Forge, you know? It’s the Dwarves’ dream, their pillar.”

Hikaru let out a slow breath. Even Dodorono seemed to be getting drawn back in. A man who had left Ironforge, walked away from the smithy, and now worked with scissors, thread, and needle instead of flame and hammer.

“Then… shall we go take a look for ourselves?”