The old man took the crystal with a smile that seemed almost malicious and, in return, handed Wallace a heavy hardcover book. The volume was so thick it resembled an ancient dictionary. "All the mentors willing to take on apprentices are listed in there. Take your time and choose wisely!"
Suddenly, the sound of something slamming on the table echoed throughout the hall. A massive hourglass, with golden sand falling slowly, appeared beside the old man.
"Oh, I almost forgot to mention," he said casually, turning the hourglass with one hand. "A magic crystal only grants you one turn of the hourglass. If time runs out before you decide, you'll need to pay another crystal to continue!"
Wallace turned pale. He swallowed hard as he watched the golden grains begin to fall relentlessly.
