"With this, I gave you a part of myself, please, take care of it, will you." She nodded at this while staring at her hand, which burst into a meager flame, surprising her before she gazed into it in awe. Indeed I was in awe as well, for the flame was a vibrant gold, a color I had never seen before. After recovering from my shock I reached into my box and pulled out one of the many copies of my pyromancy tomes, and held it out to her, drawing her from her musings. "This is merely a few pyromancies developed by others. While they are not weak by any means, the true strength of the flame comes from our own discoveries. Use it as a guide, I wish you luck, now you ought to be off to sleep, a tired mind is never good in a fight after all."
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