Lith shapeshifted into his hybrid form, taking a deep breath while Solus erected several barriers to protect every part of the tower from the Origin Flames. The mystical fire didn’t discriminate between enemies and allies, burning everything on its path, be it physical in nature or not.
Without a proper set of protections, the amount of Origin Flames necessary to purify the Adamant would damage the tower and cause a great deal of pain to Solus. Lith slowly exhaled a soft stream of Origin Flames that engulfed the armor inside out.
Ever since Lith had quit the army, he had devoted himself to learning how to control Origin Flames and how to enhance their purifying ability while suppressing their destructive effect at the same time.
Due to the lack of time between all his other magical research and taking care of his personal life, he had still a long way to go before mastering them, yet Lith had already learned more than enough to tap into the full potential of Zolgrish’s Forge.
With each breath, the suit of armor that at the beginning was big enough to accommodate a giant became smaller and thinner. Along with the impurities, the Forge would lose mass and shrink accordingly.
Instead of spewing flames non-stop, Lith would stop from time to time to check the quality of his work. This way, he wouldn’t miss when the Origin Flames had not spread evenly or had affected the exterior part of the armor more than the internal.
Such mistakes would have compromised the quality of the final product if not for Zolgrish’s mastery over metalsmithing. All Lith had to do to fix the flaws in his job was to shapeshift the armor again so that it would restore its original proportions.
’It’s as boring as watching paint dry, but Lith has no other way to purify the armor and study Origin Flames at the same time.’ Tista said to the others via a mind, to not disturb his focus.
Nalrond and the Ernas found the process far from boring. Under Lith’s control, the mystical flames danced around the Adamant and seeped into it, moving akin to a living being, sometimes even giving the spectators the impression to see visions of primordial times, back when Mogar was still a lava planet.
Lith used his willpower to adjust the density of the Origin Flames, changing their temperature when necessary and with it their color. Tista found the purification process boring because she had seen it countless times whereas to anyone else it looked like a black Dragon dancing with fire fairies.
’Either I find a way to get Zolgrish to spill the beans about how he can make metal shapeshift, or I’ll have to practice a lot to avoid making so many mistakes.’ Lith thought.
’We can do both things. Yet I’d like to point out how this is the first time we’re working on Adamant so I’d say that you’re doing a wonderful job. As I would say, progress, not perfection. As Kamila would say, you’re an idiot.’ Solus giggled.
Lith hated when both the most important women in his life agreed on something because it usually meant he was dead wrong.
’I’m never wrong. Being wrong is for idiots- May Marie Curie forgive me, I’m starting to sound like Manohar!’ The terror the thought inspired made Lith stop whining and return focusing on the task at hand.
By the time Lith had finished purifying the suit of armor to perfection, the mass of metal had been reduced to the point of having the proper density and size to cover Lith’s hybrid form while having a bit of metal to spare. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
Lith used it to reinforce the joints and made sure that they properly distributed the weight of the armor. The final result left even Solus in awe.
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