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Mulberry checks around the forge to see how it works. It seems to be fed with bituminous coal. She doesn’t think the stuff would burn the smithy before the monster notices, if it will at all. She’ll have to find some sort of flammable material somewhere else.
 
The mare rubs her chin, and supposes she could take one of these hammers and just do her best to smash the thing in. She isn’t sure how difficult that could be, but it’d probably be safer than trying to take down McClank.
 
Speaking of that thing, Mulberry looks over to the monster again. With it’s blown out skull and sloughing flesh and it’s hard to believe it could still be alive. She almost wants to go up and touch it, just to make sure. She’ll probablyi be seeing a lot more of these things in the future, she’ll have to get used to them.
 
A thought crosses her mind however. Antoine said that the townsfolk always looked like the way they did, at least since she’s been here. Does that mean she could perhaps speak to him?
 
 
 
 
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