Amedis POV
“Is it almost ready?” I asked Argent.
My tone was tense, and I was keeping my anger and frustration at bay. The perfect candidate to help with the rival of my people had escaped from right under my nose, and no one had yet found him.
There had been false reports from those eager to cash in on the bounty. A few lowly fools brought in an imposter and tried to claim that he was Alex Silver.
They were dealt with harshly and publicly to make sure that no one else tried to waste my time.
Now I had to resort to my backup plan, one that I had not wished to resort to due to the unpredictability of the magic involved.
Alchemy had always been a study of precision through the deep understanding of raw materials and how they could be manipulated. But creating life was something that could end horribly no matter how much precision or understanding the Alchemist had.
But I was running out of time.
