Mocks and cheers erupted from the crowd as they watched the smoke. Their laughter echoed across the training grounds.
No one moved to check on Ace. The thick smoke still veiled the stage, obscuring his fate.
But they knew one thing was certain, a cauldron exploding? It could only meant one thing.. Failure!
Amon, seized this very moment to explain about the pills to Milson as if the outcome had already been decided.
"The Mind Calming Pill is a very delicate refinement," he spoke, his voice low and calm.
"It requires precise temperature control and ingredient balance. A single misstep, and the entire process collapses. Only alchemists at level three or higher can refine it successfully."
"Safe to say, Lotus is a prodigy as she could refine it despite being only level two. It won't be long before she actually reaches level three by herself."
