Bo was confused, he didn't know how to tear that shelf to reach the core. For a meant his brain couldn't progress the issue and finally, an answer hammered his brain.
"Lava! It can melt the shelf." He told himself, loudly.
The Fays gazed at him like they were watching an insane man who lost hiding out of fear. Bo ignored those meaningful eyes and rushed forward.
He let out the card and it flattered up the shelf.
"Lava is coming, keep your distance."
Bo warned. The gypsy Fays that saw that card hurried back and lava poured out on the being.
Leharin retreated as the drops of lava spread around. The being was shaking it off while burning. The scent of iron melting streamed around then it reached inside for its flesh.
"Gods! He is a juggler!" A bulky man with a redhead said to Mahiron.
"Baramen is his master, he has the power of the golden cards." Mahiron admired.
