White Alchemist

A bet, to see who's the strongest

Horace was in his office, relaxed. Something that he hadn't been able to do in a year.

With all the issues going on with the school, and the outside world, he had a rough year so far.

And it didn't seem like things would be getting better anytime soon either. The ORA had taken over an entire country.

Frrist was effectively a lawless outlawed country now. It was enemy territory.

He'd teamed up with the AAO to fight against the ORA, and together they tried convincing Grandour, but that seemed like a cry falling on deaf ears.

The four human countries were quite different, but Horace would still describe all of them as quite human.

Helbrand was a military country, they prided themselves in producing the most alchemists, and the highest quality alchemists as well.

If he would describe them in one word, it would be power. They prided themselves in military might, and they were most likely the strongest country as well.

Grandour was different. It was the biggest country out of the four grea