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anch； turning it from side to side； and then told will or lyra to place it at such…and…such an angle； or to break off part and place it separately at the edge。 the result was a fire of extraordinary ferocity； with all its energy concentrated at one side。
by this time the heat in the cave was intense。 iorek continued to build the fire； and made the children take two more trips down the path to ensure that there was enough fuel for the whole operation。
then the bear turned over a small stone on the floor and told lyra to find some more stones of the same kind。 he said that those stones； when heated； gave off a gas that would surround the blade and keep the air from it； for if the hot metal came in contact with the air； it would absorb some and be weakened by it。
lyra set about searching； and with owl…eyed pantalaimons help soon had a dozen or more stones to hand。 iorek told her how to place them； and where； and showed her exactly the kind of draft she should get moving； with a leafy branch； to make sure the gas flowed evenly over the work piece。
will was placed in charge of the fire； and iorek spent several minutes directing him and making sure he understood the principles he was to use。 so much depended on exact placement； and iorek could not stop and correct each one； will had to understand； and then hed do it properly。
furthermore； he mustnt expect the knife to look exactly the same when it was mended。 it would be shorter； because each section of the blade would have to overlap the next by a little way so they could be forged together； and the surface would have oxidized a little； despite the stone…gas； so some of the play of color would be lost； and no doubt the handle would be charred。 but the blade would be just as sharp； and it would work。
so will watched as the flames roared along the resinous twigs； and with streaming eyes and scorched hands he adjusted each fresh branch till the heat was focused as iorek wanted it。
meanwhile； iorek himself was grinding and hammering a fist…sized stone； having rejected several until he found one of the right weight。 with massive blows he shaped it and smoothed it； the cordite smell of smashed rocks joining the smoke in the nostrils of the two spies； watching from high up。 even pantalaimon was active； changing to a crow so he could flap his wings and make the fire burn faster。
eventually the hammer was formed to ioreks satisfaction； and he set the first two pieces of the blade of the subtle knife among the fierce…burning wood at the heart of the fire； and told lyra to begin wafting the stone…gas over them。 the bear watched； his long white face lurid in the glare； and will saw the surface of the metal begin to glow red and then yellow and then white。
iorek was watching closely； his paw held ready to snatch the pieces out。 after a few moments the metal changed again； and the surface became shiny and glistening； and sparks just like those from a firework sprayed up from it。
then iorek moved。 his right paw darted in and seized first one piece and then the other； holding them between the tips of his massive claws and placing them on the slab of iron that was the backplate of his
armor。 will could smell the claws burning； but iorek took no notice of that； and moving with extraordinary speed he adjusted the angle at which the pieces overlapped and then raised his left paw high and struck a blow with the rock hammer。
the knife tip leapt on the rock under the massive blow。 will was thinking that the whole of the rest of his life depended on what happened in that tiny triangle of metal； that point that searched out the gaps inside the atoms； and all his nerves trembled； sensing every flicker of every flame and the loosening of every atom in the lattice of the metal。 before this began； he had supposed that only a full…scale furnace； with the finest tools and equipment； could work on that blade； but now he saw that these were the finest tools； and that ioreks artistry had constructed the best furnace there could be。
iorek roared above the clangor； 〃hold it still in your mind！ you have to forge it； too！ this is your task as much as mine！〃
will felt his whole being quiver under the blows of the stone hammer in the bears fist。 the second piece of the blade was heating； too； and lyras leafy branch sent the hot gas along to bathe both pieces in its flow and keep out the iron…eating air。 will sensed it all and felt the atoms of the metal linking each to each across the fracture； forming new crystals again； strengthening and straightening themselves in the invisible lattice as the join came good。
〃the edge！〃 roared iorek。 〃hold the edge in line！〃
he meant with your mind； and will did it instantly； sensing the minute snags and then the minute easement as the edges lined up perfectly。 then that join was made； and iorek turned to the next piece。
〃a new stone；〃 he called to lyra； who knocked the first one aside and placed a second on the spot to heat。
will checked the fuel and snapped a branch in two to direct the flames better； and iorek began to work with the hammer once more。 will felt a new layer of plexity added to his task； because he had to hold the new piece in a precise relation with both the previous two； and he understood that only by doing that accurately could he help iorek mend it。
so the work continued。 he had no idea how long it took； lyra； for her part； found her arms aching； her eyes streaming； her skin scorched and red； and every bone in her body aching with fatigue； but still she placed each stone as iorek had told her； and still the weary pantalaimon raised his wings readily and beat them over the flames。
when it came to the final join； wills head was ringing； and he was so exhausted by the intellectual effort he could barely lift the next branch onto the fire。 he had to understand every connection； or the knife would not hold together。 and when it came to the most plex one； the last； which would affix the nearly finished blade onto the small part remaining at the handle； if he couldnt hold it in his full consciousness together with all the others； then the knife would simply fall apart as if iorek had never begun。
the bear sensed this； too； and paused before he began heating the last piece。 he looked at will； and in his eyes will could see nothing； no expression； just a bottomless black brilliance。 nevertheless； he understood： this was work； and it was hard； but they were equal to it； all of them。
that was enough for will； so he turned back to the fire and sent his imagination out to the broken end of the haft； and braced himself for the last and fiercest part of the task。
so he and iorek and lyra together forged the knife； and how long the final join took he had no idea； but when iorek had struck the final blow； and will had felt the final tiny settling as the atoms connected across the break； will sank down onto the floor of the cave and let exhaustion possess him。 lyra nearby was in the same state； her eyes glassy and red…rimmed； her hair full of soot and smoke； and iorek himself stood heavy…headed； his fur singed in several places； dark streaks of ash marking its rich cream…white。
tialys and salmakia had slept in turns； one of them always alert。 now she was awake and he was sleeping； but as the blade cooled from red to gray and finally to silver； and as will reached out for the handle； she woke her partner with a hand on his shoulder。 he was alert at once。
but will didnt touch the knife： he held his palm close by； and the heat was still too great for his hand。 the spies relaxed on the rocky shelf as iorek said to will：
〃e outside。〃
then he said to lyra： 〃stay here； and dont touch the knife。〃
lyra sat close to the anvil； where the knife lay cooling； and iorek told her to bank the fire up and not let it burn down： there was a final operation yet。
will followed the great bear out onto the dark mountainside。 the cold was bitter and instantaneous； after the inferno in the cave。
〃they should not have made that knife；〃 said iorek； after they had walked a little way。 〃maybe i should not have mended it。 im troubled； and i have never been troubled before； never in doubt。 now i am full of doubt。 doubt is a human th