Last Alchemist
Without sparing the man another glance, you turn your full attention to the courier and the bold young woman. "You're hiding something, aren't you?" you ask, your tone sharp and unyielding. "What’s in the package, and why does it matter so much to you?"With a purposeful stride, you close the distance and extend your hand toward the man, your gaze unwavering. "The book is mine if you want my assistance," you state in a tone that leaves no room for negotiation.Swiftly, you close the distance between you and the man, clutching his wrist with calculated force to stop his movements. "Speak now, or I'll take matters into my own hands," you hiss, tugging at the book he's trying to protect.You retrieve a small glowing vial from your satchel, uncork it, and carefully pour the radiant liquid onto the ground. As it spreads outward in a perfect circle, you begin to chant, your voice steady and commanding, "This will expose what is hidden," while the light intensifies and starts to pulse in rhythm with your words.