From the afternoon until dusk, Mikhail refined his muscles with the help of Atticus.
At the end of it all, he had been left a writhing mess on the ground. Almost the entirety of his muscular system had been severely damaged, leaving him unable to breathe, let alone able to take the Muscle Refinement Pill.
Thus, Atticus had helped him out by sending it down his throat with a bit of Water Aether.
Mikhail spent an agonizingly long hour and a half in pain as his body rapidly healed with the pill's help.
It would've only taken an hour ordinarily, but he had gone way overboard. Because without the help of Wind Aether energizing the cells in his body for the first thirty minutes, the process had been slowed down by quite a bit.
