Chronos was sweating from pumping the bellows doing his best to keep the forge up to the required temperature when he noticed something was missing.
"Don't we need a crucible to hold the melted metal?"
"Normally yes but this metal is so durable that we can't melt it down to a liquid even with the sunflame. Instead, I'm going to heat it up till it's hot enough to bend then fold it on itself until whatever impurities are left have been removed.
After that I'll mix the melted concordite and star dream ore into the folds until they fuse, I'll need to use quite a bit of magic to make sure it mixes properly. I suggest you prepare yourselves; this is going to be a long night." Bron chuckled.
Once the metal was white-hot Bron dragged the anvil over, took the metal out, and began hammering and folding it.
Chronos stared in shock as multiple small tendrils of miasma squirmed out of the metal before being beaten into nothing. He was certain that he had destroyed all of the miasma but apparently, it had been hiding in the deeper parts of the metal.
Good thing Bron had caught it. If he had tried to use it like that or even kept it on him then it would have slowly corrupted him.
Archivist Quillfeather caught any tendrils that started falling off the anvil and tossed them into the forge's flames allowing Bron to focus on working the metal.
Then the metal was back in the fire.
sqe..eu...
For a moment Chronos could have sworn that he heard screaming from the flames but brushed it off as nothing.
As they worked the high purity concordite and the star dream ore were brought in, shocking Chronos with their size.
The high purity concordite was the size of a person's head and would need to be worked until it was much more refined. While the star dream ore was only the size of a single fist but even that much was enough to buy a large castle with.
"More air Chronos!" Bron yelled at him pulling him out of his shock.
Furiously pumping the bellows Chronos did his best to keep the furnace's temperature high.
After they had worked the metal until miasma stopped coming out of it Bron set it in the flames to keep it white-hot and went to prepare the other ores.
He picked up a large crucible then crushed the concordite and star dream ore into it. Next, he mixed the flux and reducing charcoal dust into the crushed ore before capping the crucible and putting it into the center of the flames.
"Now we just need to wait, right?" Chronos asked, hoping he could step outside the hot room for a little while.
The others glanced at each other.
""Hahahahahaha""
Chronos stared at them feeling like he'd just made a fool of himself.
"Now is when the real work begins. We need to work the metal into a usable form before the crucible is finished, then we remove the slag and mix the alloy into the metal while shaping it into a spear. After that you take over with that spell of yours." Bron explained.
"But it's already been four hours of work. Surely we must be getting close." Chronos complained as the ringing of the hammer started again.
"Hardly, if this was just a regular spear, we could've hammered out a dozen of them by now. You need to remember that what we're making is an artifact. Even with three experts like us it's going to take a while." Smith said as he added more sunflame to the forge.
Chronos sighed as he wiped the sweat from his brow for what felt like the hundredth time.
Being a werewolf his body was built for colder environments, being in a hot forge for hours on end was really killing him.
Hours later they finally finished adding the last of the concordite and star dream ore alloy to the spear.
After dousing it, tempering it, and adding the final touches they were finally finished.
Shink! Shink! Shink!
Using the sharpening stone to put the final touches on the edge of the spear, they stepped back to admire the new alloy spear they had made.
It had a black metal shaft with pinkish dots on it, but the dots kept fading in and out of existence. The spear head had multiple dots along the center that looked similar to stars and the edge slightly bent the light around it looking like it had come from a dream.
"Alright, now it's your turn."
"Yeah, let's see this new magic!"
Archivist Quillfeather jumped about in excitement. This was a spatial magic that he had never seen before, and it was one meant for crafting. So, he was understandably eager to analyze it.
"I'm warning all of you now. This is the first time I've used this skill and I don't know how long it will take to be completed or what will happen while I'm using it." Chronos said.
"That's fine but tell us what it does before we begin so that we're prepared." Smith responded.
Chronos nodded, "At first I thought the spell would create a spear made of compressed space that would create micro fractures, but I was wrong. That is just a combat type side effect of using the spell.
After studying the [Rift Spear] spell for a little while I realized that it could create a stable spatial rift that I could then bind to the spear. I'll also have to create the entire spell structure within the spear to make sure the rift remains stable and this structure along with a connecting pattern will allow me to summon or dismiss the spear whenever I feel like it.
What I'm worried about is that the later levels of the [Rift Spear] spell allows a person to summon many unstable rift spears to attack an enemy. If I can't handle the creation process properly then it might cause rifts to appear in the room. There's also the fact that [Void Ice] has already begun affecting the material, if that explodes, we'll be frozen in place."
King Roderick stepped forward startling the others, "Then Archivist Quillfeather will manage the surrounding space while Forge Master Bron manages the freezing temperatures. Smith and I will remain on standby for emergencies." He glanced at everyone staring at him. "What?"
"I forgot you were here, Your Majesty. And I certainly wasn't expecting you to help us."
The others nodded in response.
"Um, Sire, how long do you intend to remain here?" Bron cautiously asked.
"Until the spear is finished. This is turning out to be much more entertaining than I expected. Now let's begin." He said with a big smile.