There's currently no other place for the Molten Iron Hammer, it's just big and heavy, better give it up.
Leon and Drew walked back a bit until they ran into Maru, who was looking pale, and Tal, who seemed dispirited; you wouldn't likely be laughing if something weighing over a thousand pounds smashes into you.
Going back and forth took quite a lot of time, and they found some paths they hadn't seen before and explored them for a while. By the time they passed through the building guarded by two Exiles, two hours had passed, and the outside world should already be dark.
As they went deeper, there were noticeably more Magicians wearing big hats. These small guys wearing minimal cloth became the best way for them to relieve stress, and compared to the heavy-armored cans, the feeling of blades hitting flesh is indeed much more delightful.
When there were more magician-type enemies, Leon felt that they might encounter elites related to magic, and it turned out he was right.
