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Pouting, Amun shook his head. "No! It's my arm and my blood. You can't have it." He bared his fangs at Oliver. Ignoring all these antics, Zhanshi ripped off another piece of the blanket, which was rather tattered at this point.
"I was a star. And I tasted good." The potter nodded. The whole time, his eyes were trained on the fire. "I'm not a star anymore," he admitted. "But I'm still bright."
Despite the blacksmith's protests, the Ascended kept ordering the metal to creep forward. "It just wants the fire," he breathed. Indeed, it was reaching tendrils inside of the forge now, trying to grasp at the logs and embers within.
However, his control was shitty and all he managed to do was start extinguishing the blaze. "Nooooo!" It was half-wail half-moan.
"I was a star. And I tasted good." The potter nodded. The whole time, his eyes were trained on the fire. "I'm not a star anymore," he admitted. "But I'm still bright."
Despite the blacksmith's protests, the Ascended kept ordering the metal to creep forward. "It just wants the fire," he breathed. Indeed, it was reaching tendrils inside of the forge now, trying to grasp at the logs and embers within.
However, his control was shitty and all he managed to do was start extinguishing the blaze. "Nooooo!" It was half-wail half-moan.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
