"You wouldn't have given me this if you didn't think I'm the right man for this task. So let me give it a shot," Michael said, confidence oozing in his tone. Ever since he became an Alchemist, he had refined thousands of pills and potions. Refining pills and potions had become his second nature, as easy as breathing.
When Michael was inspecting the parchment, Lord Information took a few inches tall hourglass and placed it on the table.
"You ready?" Lord Information asked.
Michael nodded, conjuring the emerald green flames to dance above his palm.
"Your time starts now," Lord Information put the hourglass upside down, letting the sand from one side slowly rain down.
