(CLANG
)
(CLANG)
(CLANG)
(Muramasa's working with enough of a rhythm that her hammer and anvil make for a pretty good metronome)
(though, other than that... it's... kinda boring)
(she's been hammering this shit for Literal Hours, only taking breaks to move onto different ways of hammering that piece of metal)
(also, she doesn't give any visible sign that she notices this Servant, either... though Caster gets the feeling she recognizes his presence)
Printing presses also aren't hosted where it can rain.
(one last CLANG, and Muramasa then dunks that hunk of steel into water to cool)
Besides - this area has the strongest ventilation. I didn't want to receive complaints of heat, so I hosted my forge near a chimney.
(okay when did that chimney get there)

Oh no... That would be a hopeless endeavor. Unlike other andalites, I tend to avoid conflict at any chance. My tail may be a weapon, but I'm not a fighter at heart.
Deer