The mysterious person's face was blurred, with only a pair of sharp eyes faintly visible, staring at me like a falcon, making my hair stand on end. I instinctively tightened my grip on the forging hammer in my hand, my palms slick with sweat.
"Don't be nervous, young man." The mysterious person spoke in a hoarse, deep voice, as if it came from the depths of hell. "I'm here to help you."
Help me? My heart was filled with doubt and vigilance. This person's origins were unknown and his behavior bizarre; why would he want to help me? Did he know something?
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