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- My right hand, which was currently wrapped around the steel shaft, moved just a little higher. My fingers tightened around it as I concentrated and forced heat into my hands. Metal sizzled beneath my fingers, warping and turning cherry red. Even as a conductor, the heat didn't spread further down. She never noticed.
- My Blacksmith's instincts told me it was hot as I was going to get it.
- —Forged Destiny [Book 2: Ch. 3]
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