As the lecture came to an end, those who typically treated Herbology like an afterthought now carried their notebooks with more appreciation.
Corwin was among them.
He walked beside Ruvian through the wide, mana-lit corridors of the academy.
His hands moved animatedly as he recapped the lecture, his words tumbling over each other in barely contained excitement.
'Look at him go…'
"That was incredible. The idea that a single herb could act as both remedy and toxin depending on the sequence and timing… It makes me wonder how many others are like that. What else have we misunderstood?"
"And the counteragent… if we could isolate the reactions and reproduce them reliably, it wouldn't just change medicine, it could reshape entire doctrines!"
Midway through his rambling, Corwin cut himself off.
His excitement faded into embarrassment, and he cleared his throat, lowering his gaze.
"—I must sound ridiculous," he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck.
