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Just as Michael was about to mix the two solutions, his brows furrowed as he felt something off. He was quick to realize what it was. 

The sound of metal corroding had faded a little too quickly, it was as though the entire block of metal had been burned through, but Michael knew the solution should take at least five more minutes to eat through the an ordinary metal.

Despite knowing this, he refused to split his concentration and pause concocting the hemostasis agent he had come up with in his mind.

The entire vial of purplish liquid was dumped inside the slimy but transparent heating flask that originally contained luminescence greenish liquid inside of them. 

Michael watched closely as the two substances began to mix. The solutions began to bubble and fizz, emitting a faint hissing sound as the chemical reaction took hold.