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... iece of darkened timber, yet its true nature was closer to stone. Its outer shell was incomparably hard, so resistant that even fierce flames needed a long time to make any headway.
Zora was unhurried.
She patiently controlled the temperature, neither rushing nor slackening, letting the flames gnaw at the Black Rock Wood bit by bit. Every adjustment was precise, every fluctuation deliberate.
On the high platform, the six Alchemists appeared almost motionless. Aside from t ...
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