The heat was unbearable, already to the point of conducting rapidly through her thick leather gloves. She slammed the lid on the miniature clay oven and hastily placed several moist paper seals around the oven and felt the heat recede greatly. Next, she began chanting a spell repeatedly, and added more seals to contain the growing heat. The lid began to bounce up and down, sending strong waves of heat out into the room and she was forced to chant a second spell, to stop the room from burning up and ending the extraction almost prematurely.<br/><br/>Elluka ripped off the rags she used to cover her face and arms, flinging them into the abyss of the room. She coughed and walked over to the window and threw it open to allow the heat to escape into the streets. She opened the oven again and chucked it over her shoulder, already preparing to collect more of the metal poison which for some puzzling reason, some repeatedly called it mercury even though she had tried to correct them. While it was true that she could force metal poison from natural objects by merely using her ability, they were not nearly as easy to control as the metal poison which were extracted, and she found that the extraction process was one of the few things that had kept her occupied.<br/><br/>Sighing, she filled a half-filled skinbag with the silver liquid from the oven. The skinbag was reinforced magically from heat and wear, such that the precious pure metal poison would never leak out without her knowledge.