Leonel dunked his creation into a vat of water, and a sizzling steam shot into the air. When he pulled it out, it rippled with a slight pull of Force before it vanished.
'Not bad. Still need so work!
One would have thought that Leonel had made a blade he could finally use, but it was actually a brace.
The mont he picked up the hamr, he had decided to make one. That was because he calculated that if he swung as hard as he wanted to, he would eventually harm his wrist. If he wanted to make progress, he was going to have to find a way to protect his health first; then he could handle the rest.
Kammy ca over from the side and looked at the brace.
"Why did you waste precious tal on this shit?" He seed exasperated after breaking free from his shock.
He had realized sowhere in the process that Leonel was actually quite skilled. He did things in ways that didn't make sense to Kammy, but he was still a true blacksmith nonetheless.
The way the tal shined was definitely a clear sign of this, even though it had only happened for a mont.
It was said in their world that tals refined to perfection would be able to emit a light of their own. tals that were close would shimr like that for a mont.
In their city, there were only three n that had reached this standard before, and Kammy was one of them. Now, Leonel was the fourth.
The good news was that Leonel definitely hadn't lied. The bad news was that he had wasted such precious tal like this.
All of the tal in the forge had to be accounted for. They had a small quota for screw-ups, and Kammy was actually giving up a small portion of his to let Leonel have a go at it. Considering how scared everyone was of the city lord, this was undoubtedly a shocking thing.
"A waste?" Leonel cocked an eyebrow before smiling. Using the tongs, he slipped the brace onto his wrist.
"What are you doing?! It's still hot!"
Leonel didn't react to these words and just flexed his wrist.
Hot? Not at all. This wasn't because of his Fire Force affinity, but rather because he had forged the tal so that it had properties of both steel and aluminum. It was as tough as the forr and as light as the latter. In consequence, it also transferred heat just as fast as the latter as well.
The brace had long stopped being hot.
Kammy blinked in confusion when there was no sll of burning flesh. Considering half his baldness was due to fires, he was very intimate with that scent.
Leonel walked to the side and picked up another tal.
"Hey! I already let you—!"
Leonel tossed the rusted tal into the forge again.
"You didn't even let the forge cool first! That tal might look the sa, but it's-."
Leonel began to crank levers and pump in air.
"You wait for the forge to cool after every ti? You're wasting coal. The temperature might be too high now, but it will be perfect by the ti the tal is ready to reach its lting point."
Kammy's lip twitched, being left speechless for the first ti in maybe his entire life. He obviously knew that the tals would take ti to co up to temperature. But the problem was that it... who could tell?
The temperature of the forge itself was just a sequence of levers and a ratio of air pumped. But the tal would have a variable range.
It was often best practice to set a proper temperature for the forge first and then leave the tal in for longer than you had to.
After all, because of the laws of physics, the tal couldn't overshoot the temperature the forge was set at. At most it could match it. So it was a safe bet no matter what.
But Leonel was calculating ahead, asuring not just the forge's temperature, but the tal's temperature at the sa ti.
How was that even possible?
Trying to put one's Internal Sight into that forge would lead to all sorts of problems.
It had to be rembered that Internal Sight wasn't just an extension of sight; it was an extension of all five of the senses.
Sight would be overwheld by the bright fire, touch would be burned to hell, sll would give you no proper feedback in return... there was simply nothing to gain.
And yet...
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Leonel repeated the sa process again and again, moving smoothly and assuredly. He brought the tal in and out of the forge, cranking levers and pumping air as though he was controlling the forge as an extension of his own body. Kammy was so distracted that it took him a while to realize that Leonel was swinging the hamr with what should have been at least three tis the strength he used previously. He could practically see the tal whining beneath his might.
"That brace...'
Kammy's eyes shone. It was dispersing the impact and weakening the backlash to Leonel's arm.
So it wasn't a wasted craft after all? Just how was a brace alone able to accomplish
this?
SHIIIING!
Kammy hurriedly dodged out of the way of a blade Force that carried itself through
the air.
Leonel tossed the tal back into the forge.
Every ti he pulled it out and hamred, another blade would appear, then another,
and then another.
They layered on top of each other before...
BANG!
A resplendent light shot up and a ripple surged across the room.
The air overturned, and dancing blade lights descended.
Kammy's eyes were pulled to the spearhead, and he practically forced his eyelids more
open with his fingers and thumb.
He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
And because Kammy was so distracted, he didn't see the sneer on Leonel's face.
He had found a way to ignore the Regulator.
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