Her hand moved again but this time it wasn't random, but more deliberate. Her hand moved for a couple of seconds before it suddenly stopped and pointed... at Ange.
Everyone followed her hand as it pointed at Ange but unlike their expectations, she didn't shake. Her gaze was calm and aa tranquil as a clear lake as she took firm steps towards the silver pool of water. Grey looked at Ange with a puzzled expression on his face.
He had known Ange for a decent amount of time and knew that she was someone who had talent, especially in the aspect of Pill refinement. But he wasn't sure if that sort of talent applied here, where he didn't even know what kind of talent they were looking for.
But her gaze was calm and determined as she took several steps until she was in front of the pool. Just as she was about to step in, the cold lady's voice suddenly rang out.
