The twin furnaces of the lower archive glowed with contrasting radiance, illuminating the soot-stained arches of the underground forge.
In the right crucible, white-gold avatar plating melted into a pure pool of condensed celestial resonance.
In the left crucible, cleansed subterranean alloy simmered with dark, voracious hunger, stripped of all spiritual residue.
Ferra adjusted the spectral conduits of her forge network, feeling the radiant heat course through her second wing.
Her Masterwork Network linked the thermal feeds of both hearths, maintaining a delicate barrier between the opposing elemental currents.
"No blending under any circumstances!" she shouted over the roar of the draft, her copper hammer held ready.
"They answer opposite halves of the same seam, and each edge must remain pure!" the smith added with sharp emphasis.
Didi stepped between the hearths, weaving Frost around the dark billet to suppress a lingering ownership glyph.
