Ange extended a finger, emitting a red light that bathed the surface of the iron ball.
"Kvada! A beauty technique? Can it be used this way too? This isn't some customer's face from the Goddess of Beauty City!" Negris thought Ange would draw some kind of divine artifact, but didn't expect it to be a beauty technique, which could be used in this way?
"Brilliant." Durken slapped his thigh, unable to restrain his praise: "Is there any impurity in the iron? There must be. It depends on how you define it. If carbon is defined as an impurity, then what you get is pure iron. However, if iron is defined as an impurity…"
But regardless of what is defined as impurities, once showered by the beauty technique, they could not stay intact. All that was seen was broken iron sand sifting out.
Ange chose to shower from bottom to top, and the shattered iron sand flowed down under the force of gravity, creating a deeper and deeper small hole on the outer shell of the iron ball.
