Alex had been too absorbed in testing the Embershift Hammer. The beast's soul inside it didn't just enhance the damage—it amplified it many times over. It had even granted him two secret techniques.
The forest fire had been the result of the second technique: Flamethrower. As the name suggested, it allowed him to spew flames from the head of the hammer, turning anything in his path into a scorching inferno. The flames still burned hot, and thick smoke billowed into the sky, marking their location for miles.
Now drenched in sweat, Alex sat beside Emily on a rocky cliffside, far from the smoldering battlefield. Emily took a long gulp from her water bottle, sighing in relief. "This storage ring is a lifesaver," she muttered. "Usually, we have to haul huge backpacks, set up a base camp, and make sure we don't run out of supplies before even starting the raid."