125 A Savage Failure

I would have to break through in my alchemy here and now or I would die! The Codex was unreachable; I had tried multiple times to call for Sybil since walking in the cave. It seemed the only one I could truly depend on was myself.

I hated the fat turtle to death for his cowardice making me end up in such a condition, but didn't even have the attention to spare him at the moment.

I began preparing my ingredients for a life or death refinement, as I tried to calm my mind.

I pulled out 'Little Mac', the cauldron I had borrowed from the alchemy lab. Little Mac was nothing like my glorious 'The Champ' to use Little Mac I had to carefully supply my own essence and everything. Normally I wouldn't have even brought a cauldron, but I had no idea what kind of place The Savage Land would be. I was prudent enough to err on the side of caution.