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- My eyes glowed and my hands – bare, but glowing red – sunk into the man's breastplate. He struggled, no longer to bring his sword to bear, but to escape. His armour kept him locked to me, however, and as it heated up, he learned just why my Passive – Fire from the Forge – was so useful.
- The Knight burned alive in his own armour. At the last, he let out a horrible, ear-piercing scream. "Aieeeeeeeeee!"
- —Forged Destiny [Book 6: Ch. 12]
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