"Forget it," Lucien stopped the movement of his hands and then glanced at the dissection knife, which had developed a tiny nick, hesitating for a moment.
On the smooth surface of the dissection knife, there was now an extremely small speck of red.
To a common person, this tiny red dot would have been too small to see, but Lucien, with his sharpened spiritual power after ascending to Formal Wizard, had noticed it.
It was human blood...
Lucien lowered his gaze to the severed limb on the table, which seemed to respond to Lucien's stare; its fabric-like hand moved slightly, as if trying to escape.
"It seems that this transformation is somewhat reversible..." Lucien put down the dissecting knife, but quickly jotted down the few magic runes he had just seen on the severed limb.
For a wizard, time flies by in research and dissection.
However, for Carly, she felt the "warmth" of Greybone Academy during this time.