Michael stared in awe at the GodForge—or at least the part that was left of it. It was massive, easily the size of an automobile. Michael could only guess what the finished GodForge must look like if the one before them was only a part of the whole.
"When we first moved to this land," the Dwarven King began, his voice laced with somber reflection, "our main goal was to look for and retrieve the scattered pieces of the GodForge. Unfortunately, by the time we arrived, it turned out that humans had already settled onto the lands, taking control of everything within it."
"Because of that, retrieving the pieces became impossible. The former Kings of our kingdom made a decision to shut ourselves off from the world and chose to protect the piece we had managed to preserve—until a time would come when we could safely pursue the remaining pieces of our ancient relic."
