After about fifteen minutes, Wyatt and the others returned. Although they indeed brought back some mystical herbs, the amount was insufficient to treat the dozen or so alchemists.
"Save as many as we can. As for the rest, it's up to fate!" Wyatt said helplessly.
"These mystical herbs are sufficient!" Jared declared after a glance.
"They're sufficient?" Wyatt exclaimed in surprise.
"Refining these mystical herbs into a dozen or so pills would be a challenge, no? Well, unless each one is a perfect pill. There can't be the slightest failure either," an alchemist chimed in.
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