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Harvald sprinkled the black powder into the campfire over and over again as the powder burned with a popping sound. The black powder reacted with the heat to create colorful flames that rose for a moment and swayed beautifully.
‘What was that?’
Urich’s eyes widened. His heart was beating hard like the time he crossed the Sky Mountains. He had never seen such a thing before.
“We call this the flame powder. Anyone can do this as long as they have this powder; it’s not magic at all.”
Harvald said calmly, but the mercenaries didn’t seem too convinced. Even Pahell, who had more knowledge than anyone else there, could only stare at the warrior with his jaw on the floor.
“Give me that, I want to try.”
Urich broke the silence and demanded the powder. He grabbed a handful from Harvald and chucked it into the fire.
Woosh! Kwahh!
The fire roared to life. Urich felt the searing heat and grinned in ecstasy.
“Haha, I’m the sorcerer, you bastards!” Urich said with immense excitement. The hair above his forehead was well-torched by the fire, but he couldn’t care less.
‘Their leader is a converted barbarian,’ Harvald thought as he looked at Urich’s sun pendant. His actions were quite silly.
“Anyway, what made...
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