A smith furiously works with his bloodshot eyes glued to his newest, most magnificent creation. His tools move with more fluid precision and practice than ever before while he creates his most excellent magical tool. The old man, his white beard tucked under his apron, long hair tied up in a bun, douses the tool in earth fire, pulling out the glowing tool and hammers it, then works throughout the night, pouring his blood and qi into the artifact. Red and silver lightning flashes overhead and one bolt flashes through the door, striking just as the man's hammer lands.
