Alex tried feeding Memory what energy he could from the many treasures he received, but none helped the spirit evolve into a Cauldron spirit. He simply couldn't make sense as to why that was. He had, after all, done everything that was required.
Alex walked out of his room into the courtyard, somewhat disappointed by the progress he had made. His master and Grimsight were outside, it seemed, along with the Divinity that assisted them while they were here.
"Senior Grimsight, are you sure that all I need is a trigger of some sort for my cauldron?" Alex asked, frustrated. "I am not missing anything else, right? Because I still can't seem to succeed."
