"For us? A fine sentiment, but what does your Alchemy Workshop do other than curry favor with the king?" Among the resentful crowd, there were always a few impulsive voices; these were the ones most deeply poisoned by bitterness.
Those who had reached the depths of despair uttered no words. They remained silent, one foot already in the Eternal Tranquility Realm, too preoccupied to heed anything happening around them.
To awaken such individuals, one either needed an overwhelmingly strong presence or the ability to push their resentment to its absolute limit.
However, Grand Master Guzan had no intention of awakening them; he continued to busy himself with the task at hand.
He did not wish to exploit the warriors' bitterness, nor did he possess a presence powerful enough to rouse them. All he could do was help these men by removing the Markers from their bodies.
"Are you here to pity us, Great Mentor?"
"Look at what your Alchemy Workshop has done!"
