TW: N/A

Pine finished up her chat with Stress and excused themselves to go finish a "project".

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That was odd...Pine felt dread crawl up her spine but had faith in Naya. 'I just hope she's ok.'

Pine walked into their base. It was surrounded by pillars and extended into the ground. The mini build beside it was set up to be like a blacksmiths work area. The grindstone and enchantment table stood side by side and the anvil a ways away.

Pine walked over to the anvil and looked through the list of weapons and other things she could make. They grabbed netherite-infused gloves and began working. (I have seen 1 video involving a blacksmith making a sword or other thing. It probably wasn't accurate. Bare with me). She reached into one of the three barrels and brought out some crushed copper, gold, and a bit of diamond. They made sure it would fit before setting down a bucket with lava in it. After making sure the materials would fit in the glove they reached their hand into it. She felt the materials harden beneath their hand and pulled it out.
Setting it on the anvil, she brought out a hammer and began to shape the ores. The copper and gold blended together in an orange and yellow swirl with a diamond circle in the middle.

After a moment it was ready. The sword hilt gleamed in the midday sun and Pine smiled. Now for the swords blade.

They repeated the process but this time, the netherite gleamed like the night sky. It seems to trap all light in its external blackness. To weld the two together, Pine used lava to fuse them and their creation smiled back at them. She brought out her own sword and used it to carve four words into the sword in galactic.

"ᓭ!¡ᔑ∷ꖌ 𝙹⎓ ᔑ ᒷᒲʖᒷ∷"

They were going after her two lost friends. And she would make sure they brought them back.

Here is a picture of the sword: