Whips of blistering wind shot out of the cauldron at times as the students looked on in worry and awe. Scarlett leaned over the railing, looking down at the pill that was barely holding together.
'It won't condense fully... it's impossible,' she thought as she looked over at Lyrian. 'He's concentrated... but he's clearly never done this before. For learning to do it in just a few minutes, this level of concentration and talent is... amazing,' she mused, astonished.
She then looked over at Linus, who was actually facing the pill inside the cauldron.
'But... if I allow him to create a better pill than Lord Linus,' she mused, a worried thought crossing her head. 'No... I can't.' She looked back at the pill.
'But... surely, such a poorly constructed pill wouldn't combine. His concentration may be almost flawless, but this is still his first-ever attempt. As expected, it's not going calmly.'
