The next day, the three friends returned to their dorm after breakfast. Since exams were coming up for each one of their classes, they had decided to do a group study session on their final day off.
Apart from Rudy who was behind in both spellcrafting and mana theory, Michael was confident that they all had the ability to succeed in the midterms—especially Melody, the little prodigy.
Of course the two boys would have to do some heavy lifting when it came to combat class, but he wasn't worried.
"So, it's been three months since the incident…" Michael began, tapping his fingers softly on the table.
Both Rudy and Melody looked at him curiously, as if wondering why he was bringing it up. It wasn't something that Michael brought up—nor did it seem relevant to the situation at this time.
"There's been no adverse effects to my soul, so I think its safe for you both to take one of the soul pills." He finished, waving his hand and procuring the pill bottle from his storage ring.
