Transcription: Oh, I don't know," said Theseus, trying to sound careless. It looks fairly heavy. Not made out of wood, is it? No, not wood, said the large man, looking down at the ground sadly. I'm afraid my club hasn't made a sufficient impression on you. It's actually made out of iron, one of the few of its kind in the world. You see, I am a son of Hephaestus, the black knowing my divine origin perhaps you can understand my attachment to metal. It's a family trait. He paused, as if expecting a heartier reaction than Theseus' vague, I see.
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