Two weeks later, at Lynch Tower.
In the laboratory, dim candlelight cast flickering shadows on the walls, and the air was suffused with the faint aroma of herbs and Magic Potions.
Lynch stood before a laboratory bench crafted from Obsidian. Its surface was cluttered with various Magic Tools: softly glowing test tubes, Rune-etched glass containers, and several heavy Magic Books.
In his hand, he held a slender Crystal test tube, within which a single droplet of emerald-hued liquid floated—
It was a distillation of Karina's Elven Bloodline.
The liquid flowed slowly inside the tube, as if alive, emitting a faint phosphorescent glow. Lynch held the test tube up to his eye, squinting as he studied it closely, muttering an ancient Spell under his breath. As the incantation resonated, the liquid within the tube began to quiver slightly. The glow intensified, and finally, a complex Magic Array pattern formed inside the test tube.
