The Limits of Talent (Part 1)

"Indeed." Solus pondered. "We should also repeat the process every time Ryla makes progress. On the one hand, it's going to be a pain in the neck. On the other hand, if she truly has found the right path, after enough modifications she might evolve.

"The process would reshape her life force as a whole and maybe undo the falling, turning her into a Fomor permanently. If we are right, she wouldn't be limited to living on the mana geyser anymore."

"It would be amazing." Ryla said with a sad smile. "But there are too many ifs and you guys are busy. I can't ask you to waste so much time on a pipe dream that would help a single person."

"Nonsense!" Morok said and Lith and Solus glared at him for being generous at their expense. "Quylla is specialized in Body Sculpting and once she'd done with that political nonsense, she won't have anything to do all day.