In the room of the first adept of the academy, the disorder was also of the first order. I carefully stepped over the shoes that had been thrown off at the entrance, rounded a chair littered with clothes, and glanced in bewilderment at the table, on which the outlines of books, scrolls and bottles of various sizes were guessed. A characteristic smell hinted that Elmar did not disdain magical elixirs. Or maybe he is? A secret Elcomman is a magician who cannot go a day without a portion of liquid power. But in our world there is no freebie, and the abuse of magical elixirs is addictive. And yet, where...