"The strongest metal known to man, even stronger than pure Adamant." Yondra's words made Lith internally scream in frustration.
He clenched his temples, taking deep breaths before finding the strength to ask:
"Why have I never heard about it? What makes it so special?"
"It's a legendary metal, said to be indestructible. It can't be broken, only melted and refined into ingots. It's so rare that I've seen it only when I was allowed to study the artifacts belonging to Valeron Griffon, the first King.
"In all my years, I've never seen it again and you say there was a whole Forge?"
"Yes. Any idea why it shapeshifts?" Lith asked.
"Ideas, no. Only a legend, if you're interested."
Lith nodded for her to continue.
Yondra first explained to Lith how according to the lore, Mogar, the Great Mother, had given birth to the six gods of magic. There was one god for each element and according to such legends, those blessed by the gods would bear their mark on their hair or fur.
