The weight on the shoulders
Luke, Alexis, and Shiro had to form a line to each deliver their bottle of Elixir. All three bottles were exactly alike, both in shapes, compositions, contents, and even the corks that capped them were similar.
"Are you part of a Clan or something?" Mikaela asked as she greeted Nathalia first.
The young Strogueher shivered a little before she spoke, and her voice barely came out when she took courage. She had never been in the presence of a Sensory Mage and had only read about them in history books.
"No... we're just friends."
"It's okay, you guys are lucky to get this far together." Sensorial removed the cork from Nathalia's bottle, put her nose in the mouth of the bottle, looked a little closer, and finally concluded, "It's perfect. You've passed... Stay here on the side, and I'll talk to all of you at once later."