Just then, Kathum and Mati arrived.
Mati carried a woven basket of freshly gathered herbs against her hip. Her steps were light, and delicate.
Among the four Herb Garden Sisters, Akha stood out as she was already a Grade 3 Alchemist.
Khani and Kathum had both reached Grade 2, steadily climbing the ranks.
But Mati… poor Mati. Despite being born from a race with naturally high alchemy affinity, she'd received none of the talent.
Zero pill refining sense. Not even a flicker of flame control. Instead, she'd found her calling in cultivating herbs.
And oddly enough, it fit her perfectly. She even loved it.
"Master," the two greeted in unison as they approached.
Mati stepped forward and handed the basket to Akha. "Eldest Sister, here are the herbs you requested."
Without waiting for a reply, she turned her attention to Ace. "Master, I assume you're here to check on the girl you brought in, right? She just woke up. I'll take you to her."
