Savage Totem: From Exile to Lord of All Clans

Chi Ya crouched on a ledge inside the volcano, his fingertips brushing the scorching basalt.

> “Sulfur, iron ore, obsidian... enough to build three ‘magma flamethrowers.’” He licked his cracked lips and looked toward the Tianyi patrol in the distance. “Those birdmen will never guess that I’ll beat magic with science.”

> Tongchui, the stocky craftsman of the Diyuan, popped his head out of the lava pool and wiped away his sweat. “Chief, the rune-powered steam engine is overheating!”

> “Cool it with ice crystals! And pour the coral powder the Haihun sent us into the fuel chamber...” Chi Ya grinned. “Let them taste a damn Italian cannon!”