Sigurd spent several hours in the alchemy class listening to his teacher, who showed how to use the flame to alter the herbs. She gave him a booklet that described how to control his inner flame and which herbs needed high temperatures and which needed low heat over long hours.
'It seems I need to practise managing the emerald flame—maybe that black ice could help manage the temperature, too?'
"Hmmm."
He became so engrossed in the books given to him by Alumia that he forgot what Medea asked him to do and headed straight home. Unaware of the blue-haired girl stalking him on his way back with a frustrated face.
"I never knew alchemy was this deep. Some elixirs permanently increase a person's talent and abilities, but the ingredients are. A dragon's heart, Gryphon's liver? So extreme!"