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... ooh?" Doublade lifted two jars, one containing refined iron powder and the other Soul Sand, and a pair of imaginary bubbles popped up near its two sword handles at the same time.

So the way to use these might be… grinding them down!

For a Pokémon without a mouth, simply absorbing the Steel- and Ghost-type energy in these materials would be a huge waste. After that absorption, the iron powder and sand would just become regular stuff, making this a one-time huge expense.

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