The hammer struck down hard upon the metal again.
Sparks shot from the green and black substance, gold and green in equal amounts.
The hammer came down again, striking the metal as the gloves covering the wielder's hands glowed with a golden intensity.
Trianya leaned back, bringing her hammer up high before striking down once more, a grunt of effort coming from the Paladin as she struck the fel tainted metal on the anvil. Sparks flew away from the clashing of Light and fel as her hammer now smoked at its flat head from the energy it was emitting.
She had been at ir for weeks. Working on trying to purify the felslate of its impurities with the Light with each strike. Time and time again, her efforts had brought the destruction of the fel energy, but also the metal. If she could just get the balance right..
The metal cracked before bursting into dust, fel green smoking rising from the ruined remains. Trianya stepped back and covered her mouth with her a