Xavier leaned against the rough stone wall, watching as Aji paced back and forth, his brow furrowed in deep thought. “Okay, so we need to use our blood as bait,” Aji started, his tone thoughtful. “But blood is a liquid. How the heck do we get it onto the fishing line?”
“Good question,” Xavier replied, scratching his head. “I mean, we could just drip it on the line, but that’s messy and impractical. And what if it evaporates in this heat before it even gets to the magma?”
Aji paused, tapping his chin. “Maybe we can make some kind of magical capsule? You know, like a blood vial coated with our condensed mana or something that can hold it without spilling. Then we can attach it to the hook. As it would be our magic, we can even control it even it is inside the magma sea.”
“Okay, let’s give
