I Shall Survive Using Potions Season 2 소설 & 이야기

"She used her high golden healing magic to purge the venom from my bloodline. She protected me from the hunters, hid me in her private sanctuary, and fed me a truly absurd amount of hot potato soup until I could shift again." Aiden suddenly popped his head out from behind Seraphina’s skirts, nodding aggressively. "Soup fixes absolutely everything. Especially the potato kind." Eryx’s eyes lit up, and he pointed an enthusiastic finger down at the child. "See?! I like this kid. He understands the baseline of survival medicine." Killian immediately stepped forward, his massive frame blocking the boy from view. "No." Eryx blinked, utterly confused. "No? What do you mean, no?"

Dante held me as if I might vanish, but I no longer had the strength to push him away. Professor Shaw came to my side. “Aria, can you hear me?” I looked at her through the blur. “My baby…” Her expression changed, but her voice stayed steady. “We’re taking you to the institute medical center now.” As they lifted me onto the stretcher, Dante tried to follow. Professor Shaw stopped him with one look. “You had your chance to protect her.” The last thing I saw before darkness took me was Dante standing in the hall, covered in my blood, while the wedding ring box lay open at his feet.

Alvah pushes the bottle of potion straight into her lips that she had no choice but to drink it bottoms up. She pinched her nose just to be able to survive the horrific smell. As soon is it drained down her throat, she wanted to puke but Alvah pinched her lips together to make sure she doesn’t. “Don’t you dare.” “I feel like I’m going to be sick.” She forces herself to not throw up. She’s suddenly feeling all the sweat that’s coming out of her body. “What’s the potion for again?” “It will give you more strength for all the travel. Believe me, traveling to one portal to another is not going to sit in very well for you in the long run.”

No one else seemed able to help these people. “Sybil!” She came out of the elevator and Greyson looked relieved. He was in his forties and a good doctor, he’d been the one to contact her about helping those here. By then her father had started to show signs of the sickness. She thought it was pneumonia at first with how it looked, but everything she tried failed. Then she’d taken some of his blood and tested it and it showed nothing she’d seen before. Potion magic and chemistry were her forte. “I have only five, but an additional five more vials that will slow the progression down. You are putting holy water in their drink? Burning sage as well?” She could smell it and he nodded.

I said, and ended the call before he could argue. “What is it, Angie? It sounds critical,” Mom asked, her face etched with worry. “It is,” I confirmed, already moving. “Malcolm says one of the survivors is turning blue from the poison. I'm going there with whatever potions we have available.” “Luna Angie,” the Healer called out, her voice frail as she shuffled toward her shelves. “Wait. I have a small reserve of Silverspark root potion. Use it wisely.” She pressed a single, small vial of shimmering liquid into my hand.

She was old and weak, so how was she going to prepare the potion? “You can trust Lady Marion. She would never cause you any harm.” Shawn said as if sensing my inner doubts. “How long before the potion wears off?” I asked her. “When you take the potion, if your wolf senses your kids, then the potion will be activated and if you don’t find them then, the potion will wear off until you take in another dose,” She replied. Why could they not prepare a lasting potion? I lifted my eyebrows and sighed loudly. “Do it,” I said.

As she received the message from Boston that Kelly and Summer had left the shopping mall and were now on their way back to the castle, she knew now it was the time to write her faith and destroy the mate bond of Kelly and Sebastian forever. She looked at the potion sitting on her dressing table and thought to herself that it was now or never. She picked it and with an evil smirk gracing her lips, she drank the whole potion in one go. She felt tingles in her body as they were described by Boston, it was working.

“Where did you go?” “To..to see if the pathways were clean,” Kaia stammered. I hung back, letting Kaia do the talking. Another guard’s eyes fell on me. “Who are you?” When the guy asked, the first one’s gaze shifted to me as well. Well, instead of answering, I had other ways to shut them up. I stealthily opened the potion bottle hidden under the billowy sleeves of the gown I asked Kaia to provide, which was also a uniform for the maids and servants in the castle. I splashed the contents on their faces. The potion contained a tinge of silver and brier fern, both deadly to the vampire. One burned the skin and the other ate away at their skin. The latter wasn’t known widely by many, not even by

The man was dying. In the midst of the chaos, I took a syringe with sweaty and shaky hands and used it to take the potion from the tube before pouring it gently on the spot where the blood was pumping from. Everyone stood in shock pausing what they were doing when they saw the spot frying up like fried chicken. The heat from the potion immediately closed the spot in a way that the blood no longer pumps faster than it should. “Stitch” I ordered when I noticed that they had suddenly turned into statues watching with wonder what had just happened.

The pot’s content boiled under the threshing fire, and I put in the secret ingredient of the Alpha’s potion - A sealing spell. My mouth moved, and murmurs of chants filled the air. The pot grew green, and a wicked smile touched my lips. Everything was perfect. It was only a matter of time before I took my revenge and made the werewolf race pay for the evils wrought against the witches. After 12 years, everything was finally coming into place. I dished the potions into small bottles and left them on a table in the greenhouse, just beside another bottle that held the consciousness of Shilhi.