It cost Jiri six years and a toe to build a perfect model of Iyranlenil Forest. His mage-bolt turned it into slag, but the scrap of lizard-skin at the center stayed pristine.
"The strength of our magic is irrelevant," the old scholar pleaded with his king. "It won't die."
"We have to try."
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