As the Monington disciple finished speaking, silence once again enveloped the crowd. All the sacred land disciples, the dozen Monington disciples, and even Glinda were gaping in disbelief.
Did the Spiritual Trial Stone really declare a Monington disciple as "Rubbish!"?
It was incredulous!
"Refreshing!" Remus drained the spirit energy from his cup in one gulp, a look of satisfaction on his face.
That single Monington disciple had managed to produce two and a half cups of spirit energy. He had 32 and a half cups in total now.
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