The results came up instantly.
She read them twice. Then a third time.
Her voice came out quiet.
"Purity… ninety-nine point seven percent. Temper line perfect. Heat stability… it's stable at over four thousand degrees. This is insane."
Isaac couldn't help but grin. "So he's a combatant with the ability to become a blacksmith?"
Professor Catherine shot him a look, but didn't deny it.
"I've only seen this kind of material on weapons used by Champion rank or above awakeners. Some of the top SSS-Class awakeners of other races have it. It's not even used in mass production because no one can get enough of it."
She handed him the crystal.
"You could make daggers out of twigs. And they'd pierce steel."
Isaac turned it in his fingers. It felt warm. Dense. Like it wanted to be a weapon.
He looked back at Tyr. "You've outdone yourself, big guy."
Tyr tilted his head again, another subtle smile forming beneath the layers of flame and bark.
