The Final Twenty Minutes

The coliseum was in uproar.

Cheers and shocked gasps erupted from every section of the audience as all attention turned toward Station 12—the previously unnoticed competitor among the sea of 199 other personal Disciples between both disciplines of the Alchemy Division who had just refined a six-cloud pill with impeccable density and vibrancy.

Even in the VIP section, Lassim could feel the surge of spirit senses locking onto the unknown disciple. Who was he?

Elder Varis, the mentor/master of Calem Vren, narrowed his eyes, his usual air of arrogance faltering for the first time. His prized disciple had just been completely upstaged.

Meanwhile, Niko was practically bouncing where he stood on the announcer's platform.