"I failed in the end", I muttered looking at the black smoke that was coming out o the cauldron in front of me.
There was no evident expression noticeable from my voice since the result was not surprising.
I had already expected to fail so this was expected.
The only thing I could say was unexpected was that I thought that the benefits provided by my job could allow me to barely concoct a pill and even if it doesn't I should have almost reached it but looking at everything, it appears that even with all the advantages provided to me, bad execution at something and in this case, the new techniques I had to use, was something that could not be instantly fixed or reduced by external forces regardless of how powerful it is.
