Radiant seven-colored clouds burst through the laboratory dome, shooting straight into the sky.
The glow filled the entire heavens, illuminating every corner of Pinocchini.
Violet waited right outside the lab door.
When she saw the five-rule patterns swirling within the light, her pupils contracted sharply.
The recording plate slipped from her hand and crashed heavily onto the floor.
Her voice trembled as she spoke: "This is definitely a Demigod-stage potion. Master actually has someone who can brew such a thing?"
At the Pinocchini Dream Committee headquarters, Colin stood before a floor-to-ceiling window. Gazing toward the seven-colored clouds in the direction of Dawn City, he felt the Demigod-stage energy ripple radiating from the potion.
His voice shook uncontrollably: "A Demigod-stage potion... alchemy that supports Demigod combat... Logan has mastered even this."
Elena stood by his side, her shadow shield automatically unfolding.
