Ace blinked as the next system message appeared.
[Hint: The lifeless troops before you are excellent raw materials.]
He paused. Then, a slow smirk curled on his lips.
"Well," he muttered, flexing his fingers, "that's certainly one way to recycle trash."
Reaching into his system storage, he half-expected resistance, but to his surprise, the Thief's Cauldron appeared without issue.
Ace let out a dry chuckle. "Well, that's one thing going right."
Exhaustion weighed on him, his body screaming in protest, but he shoved it aside. Gritting his teeth, he forced himself to stand, slow but steady.
"Xie Ninger," he called, voice rough. "Heat this up for me."
She narrowed her eyes. "You're seriously trying alchemy right now?"
Ace wiped the blood from his mouth, smirking. "Trust me. I've got a plan."
Xie Ninger hesitated but complied, igniting the flames beneath the cauldron.
