"Mentor Lucien, the Giles critical point of the potion is about to pass!" Just when Lucien was somewhat distracted, Carly, who was beside him, noticed the small white froth beginning to form in the crucible and hurriedly reminded him.
"Oh, sorry." Lucien then snapped back to his senses, and started to salvage his potion, but he was still quietly observing every move Adeline made.
"She seems to have noticed that trap, but she hasn't acted immediately... She, she is observing..."
Soon, Lucien came to this conclusion and understood that what he needed most at this moment was patience.
"When the great Count Sanaxis himself takes action, how could a mere inferior demon withstand the test?" Count Sanaxis whispered this beside Lucien's ear, seemingly disdainful of Lucien's nervousness.
