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The day the Furnace exploded, I saw it with my own eyes—boiling molten iron was about to pour over the wandere…

The day the Furnace exploded, I saw it with my own eyes—boiling molten iron was about to pour over the wanderer. Then came a roar! That person actually grew a third arm out of nowhere and smashed the crucible away!

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