After that, Nalrond tried to save just enough mana to keep it together, but the moment the cores started using fusion magic, exhaustion would bring him back to square one.
Next, he resorted to poisoning his cores and almost died from it. Instead of making the cores meeker, the presence of external mana gave them the means to strike directly by forcing the poison onto the other core.
The damage his life forces sustained after trying to exploit mana poisoning brought the experiments to a halt for a whole day.
After eight days and 90% completion, the group of healers was no closer to finding a solution whereas Nalrond was on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
"Fuck Mogar and its lies!" He punched a wall of the tower with all of his strength, breaking his hand in four points. "My people, all the werepeople, have wasted centuries chasing a damn pipe dream.
"I've struggled so much, spent so much effort, and for what? I've wasted years of my life and argued with some of my best friends and Lith for nothing."
"Maybe, and maybe not." Quylla took his hand and fixed the damage. "I've thought long and hard about this. We may have found no solution yet, but I'm sure Mogar doesn't lie."
"What makes you think that?" Nalrond snorted.
"Friya's vision was true and so was Lith's. Heck, based on what Faluel has recently learned about the Harmonizers, her vision and Ajatar's are true as well. Why should you be a special case?"
"Story of my life. That's why." He said with a sigh.
"No, that's the story of my life." Lith waved at himself, the tower, and Solus.
"Point taken." A small smile appeared on Nalrond's face. "Still, I don't agree with you, Quylla. If Mogar's vision is true, then the solution should be something that any of the werepeople can do on their own.
"In my vision, there wasn't a famous Forgemaster like it happened for Solus nor a Mad King. There was just an identical copy of myself. No light like in Faluel's vision nor weird effects of any kind that might lead to think there is a tool involved.
"Then how is it possible that no one has ever found the solution? That not even with a legendary tower and two Sets of Menadion we are nowhere close to understanding what the vision means?"
"That's easy to explain." Lith shrugged. "As you told us, the werepeople see their Emperor Beast half as an enemy. Something to beat into submission or get rid of instead of a part of themselves.
"They failed because their research was always aimed in the wrong direction. You are the first of your species to look for understanding and harmony, and only because you got to see how my life forces interacted.
"Whether we succeed or fail, we are condensing hundreds of years of research in a few days thanks to the tower and its tools. You should be proud of it."
"Also, there's no point being discouraged already." Friya moved closer to Nalrond, holding him in an embrace. "There's still the final 10%. Sometimes the things you are looking for end up in the most unexpected places."
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