Time ticked by as Max sat surrounded by flames.
One hour was a very short span, especially for the task George had given him, and everyone knew this. Therefore, they felt pity for Max.
'Max won't be able to do it,' Lyra thought, frowning as she observed the situation. Having understood that Aura and Concepts were tied to the very laws of this world, she knew that only geniuses above geniuses could truly grasp something like that. Even they would need several years, let alone the hour of time Max had.
The rest of the young hunters also sympathized with Max. They understood the difficulty of the task and recognized that George was intentionally making things harder for him by giving him tasks that should be impossible for an ordinary human.
Ryan stood, his face contorted in anxiety, watching the flames surrounding Max. His toes tapped the floor, making soft tapping sounds as he waited for something he didn't want to see.
