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From the watchtower, Prague resembled the most dazzling piece of coal amidst the flames.
Bi's blonde hair danced in the breeze, firelight flickered across her delicate features, as she watched the scene before her, mesmerized and horrified.
She had never seen such a sight, pure, mysterious, vast, magnificent—the most beautiful pigments in the world paled in comparison to even a fraction of it.
Coming back to her senses, she remembered something.
"The fire is impressive, but how do you find players?" She had already forgotten that Li Changzhou had told her not to disturb him.
Li Changzhou, already at work, was not too distracted to reply, "Of course, by burning it bit by bit, inch by inch."
"..."
"When flames reach the face, whether they'll burn the flesh or not, I'm well aware."
"The principle? Is it built into the skill?"
