"Oh no! I've wrecked the practice room!" Wendy stared in disbelief at the gaping hole in the practice room's wall, whispering her alarm.
"Isabella, what should I do? I can't afford the loss..." Wendy was almost crying.
Isabella Roberts watched Wendy, a twitch forming at the corner of her eye. "Seriously, aren't you missing the point here? Shouldn't we be concerned that a basic technique just unleashed such insane power?"
"Huh?" Wendy blinked, her explanation sounding utterly matter-of-fact, "Well, it's only a basic technique, but after Mr. Watson's tips, its potency makes perfect sense, right?"
Isabella was dumbfounded. She finally got it. The specifics of what techniques or professions you master are irrelevant. The real game-changer has always been who your mentor is. There had to be a crucial secret on that note from Alex to Wendy.