August, the esteemed Faction Leader, leaned back in his ornate chair, his piercing gaze fixed upon Tristan, the talented alchemist who had garnered the respect and admiration of his peers. Having such a talented Alchemist in his faction benefited him in many ways. Putting what to do with the Purple Spirit Flower aside, August inquired about the progress on the Cloud Nourishing Pellet.
A subtle smile crept across Tristan's face when August brought this matter up.
With unwavering confidence, Tristan spoke, his voice carrying a hint of excitement.
