Iron Skin Potion Novels & Stories

She was a hassle but was also very rare. I was only thankful that Mericel had not spotted her. Her soul is one of the most powerful ingredients to reverse the effects of silver. Also able to reverse the effects of any poison. I quickly sealed the lid, not wanting her soul to escape. I turn to Ares. "Just give me a few minutes to whip up the potion and it will be ready." I uttered. I may not have shown it but I was very anxious. Ares could see right through me which was not at all surprising.

Reduce the emberleaf by half. Add crushed silvermint before boiling. Stabilizes the reaction. I hesitated for only a moment before following her version instead of the academy’s. The ingredients came together smoothly. The potion shifted colors exactly the way the grimoire described. Soft gold. Then deep amber. When the final ingredient dissolved into the mixture, the surface of the potion settled into a perfect steady glow. Professor Halversen stopped beside my table. He leaned slightly closer to examine the cauldron. “Well done, Miss Cantari.”

While dosing it in mana water, moon cleanse potion and his own blood. Put the alloy back into the furnace several times, then poured it back out and cleaned it again. After nearly 7 hours he had a 9ft tall polearm that was sliver in color, inside the alloy looked like a cloud made of diamond dust as it dazzled under the light. He put the polearm in a solution when he was done with it and pulled out another set of alloys from the alloy chest brought in by the three assistants.

Then he told me that it'd been in the family for a couple of generations, so he'd be more than happy to share it with me. I could tell that it made both Vittori brothers ecstatic when I readily agreed. Taking another bite, I tasted something beyond the flavors. It warmed my mouth and made it tingle. I'd never encountered it like this before, but I could deduce that it was iron. So, she attempted to poison me. Consumed iron for Fae was poison. If I hadn’t taken the potion, I’d more than likely be dead or extremely sick. However, it’d most likely be a slow-acting poison because she wouldn’t want anything to come back on her.

The old man told him to submerge himself in the concoction and he covered the pot. He continued to recite the verses from Ifa corpus while walking around the pot. Suddenly, the pot levitated off the fire and shone brightly as the material of the pot began to change- it changed to gold, bronze, a strange metal that looked clearer than a crystal and 13 other kinds of metals until it settled in its original iron form. By the time the lid of the pot slid open, what came out of the pot was no longer a man but a giant wolf with fiery eyes.

I inhale deeply and read softly: “From earth's core to the storm's embrace, Give me some strength, show me some grace. A relentless power, strong and reliable, refresh this body.” The potion lights up before turning into a rich, molten-gold substance. I take a big saliva gulp. This is it. I close my eyes and hold my nose together to prevent me from sniffing the mixture. I pick up the cup and pour the concoction right into my throat, avoiding tongue contact. There's this nice warm feeling in my gut that wraps around me like a comforting hug. Then I feel the rush hit me.

“You can’t take these items. I’ll die.” “Can’t take these? Wouldn’t it be the same for me to kill you now?” Jairo’s face turned bloodless with fear. Yes, he had lost his authority to choose. Kayson expressed his joy. “I’m taking these tonics.” There were numerous good quality tonics, including Blazing Root and Chalcedony Juice! On the other hand, he was even more pleasantly surprised to find Steel Fruit and Ironheart Weed. These were the medicinal herbs he needed for his medicated bath.

"And how can I do that?" "Pristine said that there is a potion out in the human world. If you can get that potion for me, I will become the first king of the vampires and attain all the powers a king should have. Everyone will call me the king," answered Phil. His two different eye colors, one blue and the other one green, were getting darker at the thought of unadulterated power. "And may I know where that potion is?" inquired Alexander. "It is with a girl. Pristine will give you all the details. You just have to bring the potion from her as soon as possible and —"

I couldn't just stand by and watch the pack die. The black wolf leader padded over, a freshly picked stalk of Blazing Flame Grass in its mouth, and gently placed it at my feet. I stroked its head and picked up the herb. The plague was extremely virulent; ordinary herbs couldn't suppress it. This was the final ingredient. Without hesitation, I snapped the Blazing Flame Grass and dropped it into the furiously boiling black potion. Hiss... A plume of white steam rose. The foul, murky black liquid miraculously transformed within seconds, turning a clear, translucent pale gold.

Her personal belongings were gone. He rushed back downstairs to the dining room. Two items sat on the table. The first was a small obsidian vial containing a dark red liquid and strange residue. Kael picked it up. The familiar scent of dark magic hit him. His face went pale. The remains of a termination ritual. The child was gone. Their child was gone. The second item made him freeze completely. It was a palm-sized wooden carving of a wolf. The craftsmanship was crude, clearly the work of a child.