Oblivion Alchemy Training Novels & Stories

Ava’s POV I hunched over the table, hands steady despite my racing heart, handling the Silverbloom flower with the same practiced motions from my old Alchemy lessons, muscle memory kicking in like it never left. The other healers hovered around, eyes wide with curiosity and confusion, tracking every twist and turn I made, not quite grasping how crucial this all was.

"Whether it's for you, Ivana, or to cure the Iron Dragon, I have to reach a new level before I can break everything holding you all down." "So…" Ivana's gaze drifted to the blood-red drakeblood root. "Ivana, do you have a spare room? Clear one out for me. I'll refine the drakeblood root while I have the chance." "I do. Come with me!" She immediately led Evan to an empty room and shut the door behind him. The drakeblood root alone wasn't enough—he would also have to learn medicinal alchemy. He hadn't forgotten that he still owed Roxanne a life-saving pill. And alchemy was an entire world of its own.