After the Simple Shiny Spear cooled on the rack and had Yuluyu examined it with those four mechanical arms moving in careful independent passes across the blade, running her fingertips along the edge with practiced authority, she set it down without ceremony and turned toward the far end of the Gallant Hearth.
"Follow me," Yuluyu said, already walking.
"Alright."
It was a vault built into the volcano's lower curve, behind a door that required Yuluyu's palm and a distinct Demonic Essence signature before it would open.
Inside, sharp mineral cold cutting through the ambient sulfur.
Shelves carved directly from basalt stretched up into shadow, each one packed with materials sorted in a system I couldn't immediately decode.
Yuluyu stopped in the center and gestured broadly at the organized haul spread across the floor and lower shelves—materials already pulled and sorted into groupings.
It was a considerable collection, almost on the same level as the one in Livera Mansion!
