Chapter 18 The Spark of the White Witch's Rumor

Meanwhile,

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The alchemy lab hissed with incompetence.

Copper spoons clattered against glass. Cauldrons bubbled over, spewing green smoke that smelled of sulfur and panic. Students shouted, cursed, scrambled for dampening cloths. The air was a thick soup of mountain mint, burnt...

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