Evening.
Jack's Manor.
In the fourth-floor attic, Maggie placed a bottle of brown potion carefully and bent down to observe it closely.
The strange, thick liquid inside was constantly bubbling and even trembled slightly.
"Hmm... The enhanced experiment for the Thirst-quencher is showing some results, but right now I can't find a suitable tester at the drop of a hat. Those Undead Foreigners have been who knows where these past few days..."
Maggie showed a troubled expression.
Suddenly, she had an idea and her expression turned to one of anticipation.
"I should go find Noah! As the only Flesh Faction Transcendent in the Circus, he's the most suitable candidate!"
Maggie pounded her palm with determination, and without a second's delay, she stood up, left the room, not even bothering to tidy up the messy desk.
She headed straight to the third floor, found Noah's room, and banged hard on the door.
Thud thud thud...!
After a while, there was no response from inside.