Vlad hovered in the air, his eyes alight with admiration as he observed Torin's meticulous work. Each strike of the dwarf's hammer was purposeful, every movement imbued with the precision of a master craftsman.
Torin wielded heat and metal as if they were extensions of himself, molding raw materials into something extraordinary. The energy pathways he carved into the blade glowed faintly, ensuring that the sword would seamlessly channel and amplify magical forces.
"This is more than just talent or hard work," Vlad murmured, his voice carrying only to himself. A solemn light appeared in his gaze as he began to understand the depth of Torin's abilities. "This is obsession."