Looking at the two defeated West End fighters, Andrew smirked. "You two weren't bad. Even though you didn't meet the challenge's conditions… I'll still reward you with something. Take it."

With that, he tossed them a small bottle. Inside were two weaker versions of the Cleansing Pill—leftovers from when he refined the real thing.

The two swordsmen were stunned for a moment before their faces lit up with excitement. They nearly dropped to their knees in gratitude.

"Mr. Lloyd, we lost. We co