A cool, crystalline tide of pure comprehension flooded Kaelen Vance’s sea of consciousness.
The five-minute window could supply three thousand and five baseline hours of alchemical insight. Its first seconds brought only the first fraction of that knowledge.
It did not hit him like a violent storm or a rushing river.
To Kaelen, it felt like sitting beneath a shady pine tree with an endless pot of hot jasmine tea.
Every mathematical ratio of spirit flame, every crystalline flaw in the volcanic rock, and every thermal curve of the caldera opened before his inner sight like a child’s picture book.
He unstoppered the small jade jar in his left hand.
Plop.
The Tier 5 Earth-Heart Flame Seed slipped from the polished jade neck and tumbled into the abyss.
