Tyler stared at the round pill floating above his palm. Its surface was almost crystal clear, and faint golden light flowed within it like liquid. Although the pill had not reached perfection, it was already far superior to ordinary medicinal pills.
"You're almost there," Tyler said, encouraging the girl beside the cauldron.
Two months had already passed since the Sky Demoness entered Tyler's laboratory.
During these two months, Tyler had continued with his own experiments while the Sky Demoness devoted herself entirely to refining the pill. Day after day, she had repeated the process, failing, adjusting the flame, changing the timing, and starting over. For an alchemist, such a process was both exhausting and fascinating.
The Sky Demoness stared at the pill in her hand and frowned deeply.
"But it still isn't the Flawless Golden Core Pill. It's a failure."
Tyler looked at her.
