One night, his workshop was vandalized. Vials shattered, notes burned. A note was left: "Know your place, outsider."
Lyria clenched her fists. "They're scared of you."
Kazuki sighed. "Guess it's time for corporate warfare? fantasy edition."
He unveiled his next creation: Mana-Cola, a fizzy, energizing drink that restored stamina. Commoners loved it. Soon, even nobles were addicted.
The Guild's profits plummeted. Desperate, they sent an assassin - a shadowmancer named Veyla.