As the ward lowers and the cacophony of sounds explodes out of the guild, there is one voice booming above the noise.

"Get yer ass-! No no no! You hit it like this! Like this! These men need weapons and armor NOW! We don't have time to redo things!"

A tall woman with long blonde hair tied back loosely to keep it out of her face is hammering away at a sword. "Alright. See here? See where it's warped? Don't do that! This is how you do it."

She hammers down hard a few more times before she passes the hammer off to a sweaty young man who is nodding quickly. "Yes ma'am! I see now!"

"Good! Now fix it! We don't have time for mistakes!" She steps away from the forge and looks up, wiping her brow. 

She spots Zuiigri and nods to him. "What are you doing here? I expected you'd be on the front lines with the other Heroes. Ah. Or you need something?"