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Normally, gods who commissioned Domus to craft a divine artifact had to wait their turn.
But that rule clearly did not apply to Thor.
Using his sheer bulk to push through the crowd, Thor casually slapped Domus on the shoulder while he was busy at work and said, “That armor I commissioned last time… is it ready? You promised it would be delivered two hundred years ago.”
The sudden slap startled Domus, who was still working in front of the furnace.
High‑precision work like this could not afford any disruptions.
That brief distraction caused the special metal inside the furnace, already at its melting point, to suddenly become u...
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