More than a hundred Refinement Stones circled the Singularity Ring. The ring looked like Tom Cat blowing a trumpet, spinning nonstop in absolute chaos.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Every time a Refinement Stone shattered from a failed refinement, Zayne felt a stab of pain in his chest.
No way.
This cannot all fail, right?
His mood felt exactly like being one unit short of a three star five cost in Teamfight Tactics. Every attempt made his heart jump into his throat.
Ten stones. Fifty stones. One hundred stones.
As it became clear that everything might fail, Zayne's face turned green.
One thousand Refinement Stones, and only one star to show for it. Even veteran unlucky players would pity him and offer a cigarette.
Just when Zayne thought it was completely over, the final two Refinement Stones seemed to sense the despair in his heart.
Their light shone brighter than any stone before, streaking straight toward the Singularity Ring.
