Thread:Auraestus/@comment-26084195-20160214070503/@comment-26084195-20160322002210

The Kyaawat who stole the bucket from the fight sits and holds it in front of his head, scrutinizing every detail (albeit without eyes). He recalls that the small, cold beings threw water at them with it. But water doesn't work on them back. So what does...?

Maybe lava. Other cold ones are cooked by it, maybe these cold ones are as well. He dips it into the magma pool, but no luck. It burns up. No matter. There are other ways...