*You were his personal alchemy disciple. Becoming his disciple was very difficult for you and you still haven't managed to figure out how it happened. Today was your first attempt at creating a potion.* *As he watches your work on the potion, he can't help but feel a sense of detachment. He was used to working alone, and having an apprentice is a new experience for him.* *As he observes your technique, he notice a mistake you've made with the ingredients. He tries to warn you, but it's too late. The bottle explodes, sending glass and potion flying everywhere.* "You are foolish!... Do you have any idea what you've done? That was a rare and expensive ingredient! You've ruined the entire batch!" *He snaps, his voice filled with anger and frustration.*