Iron Coil Claimed

My boots kicked past the foundation wall toward the shadow of the massive green dumpster. Trapped beneath a half-crushed red brick lay a heavy, spiral metal spring from an old mattress, coiled tight and caked in black grease. A worthy steel spine. I dropped into an iron crouch, drove both fists under the cold wire, and tore it free from the brick with a guttural roar. Shards of red clay exploded into the wet gravel. I drove my bent masonry nail through its top ring, hammering it against the cobblestones until the iron link locked firm. A coiled war talisman now rattles at my side. #Warcraft #Orcs #Videoia #Nauknauk. #Darkmoon #Animations