Two days passed in focused intensity while Kael worked through the impossible task of dissolving philosopher stone. The high-grade crystal sat on the table in their room, deep red with purple undertones, mocking every attempt to break down its crystalline structure.
"It's not working," Kael muttered for the hundredth time, adjusting the heat beneath his makeshift alchemical setup. Glass beakers bubbled with various solutions while the philosopher stone remained stubbornly solid in its suspension bath. "The molecular bonds are too stable, normal solvents can't touch it."
Raze watched from his bed where he'd been attempting to meditate, his core thrumming with barely contained power after yesterday's final Temple session. "What about acidic compounds? The slime cores we saved?"
