The arena was filled with a lot of people in a very short while. The two people at the center of the arena were busily crafting on their furnaces. One is an old man who was busily hammering on his anvil. Sparks flew as he hammered the blazing metal. The old man was of course Bui'er.
On the other side, a beautiful woman started to write alchemic runes in the air as an alchemic circle floated above her own anvil.
"What is that woman doing?"
Many of the audience wondered at the sight of what Tamara was doing. "What is this kid doing?" Bui'er thought. As skilled as he was in his craft, he never once seen anyone used alchemy in forging.
The metal on Tamara's anvil started to deform under the alchemic circle as if it was being hammered.
"Heh! Bet you didn't think I could do this. Using alch
