Xedros took two metal ingots out of the dimensional ring he wore on his tail. The first was just iron while the second was Orichalcum. He then breathed on the former a tiny wisp of a purple flame that consumed the ingot until only a sliver of black liquid was left.
"That was a destructive breath. Purification is just a side effect since the purest parts of the metal naturally resist the Origin Flames." The Wyvern grieved the lost ingot for a second before continuing, making Lith feel like a spendthrift.
Then, Xedros breathed a small jet on the Orichalcum ingot, making it shrink while retaining its shape. Lith was amazed seeing that it didn't boil or even turned to liquid, but had just lost about one-fourth of its volume.
The Orichalcum's surface had gone from dull silver to mirror-like substance that reflected every single beam of light that hit its surface. Xedros hesitantly handed it to Lith, snarling more than once.
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