Jinx Arcane Powder Novels & Stories

“Infections spread quickly. To help his healing, I need to dissolve the obsidian in his body and help him restore his healing abilities. I need water, salt, black seeds, fish scales, ginger, coriander, and mountain honey.” Her sons looked at each other. “Don’t you have it?” She asked. Saul looked like he wanted to kill her. “We have them. Let’s bring it.” Aaron said pushing Joel to follow him. Araminta gave Saul a signal to listen and he followed his brothers, unwillingly. “My Lady?” Araminta turned to Aria. “I need certain tools to make the remedy.” “Of course. Shall we go to the kitchen?” She nodded. Leaving Marcus with Kenan she took Aria to the kitchen and provided her with the needed to

"That is not until tomorrow. A full day away." "It is the best I can offer." Miriam sighed but nodded. "At least let me give you something to help maintain your strength." She produced a small vial from her robes. The liquid inside glowed faintly silver. "What is it?" "A tonic Queen Elara developed. It does not restore your power, but it helps your body process what little you have more efficiently." She pressed it into my hand. "Drink it now. All of it." I uncorked the vial and drank. The liquid tasted of moonlight and honey, if such a thing were possible. Warmth spread through my chest, and the flickering silver light steadied slightly.

Alex was already holding the antidote pill in his hand a while ago. This was a ninth-grade pill known as the Ternary Divine Antidote Pill. This was also the highest level of pills Alex could refine at his current level of alchemy. It was in the category of spiritual pills. Any better, and it would not belong to the earthly pills category anymore. It would be known as the Divine Fairy Pill then. Alex had not yet refined a Divine Fairy Pill, so he did not know if he could do so.

I sighed and told them what the spirit told me. “But why only to Lady Seraphina? The spirit could have just meet Sir Zale, and since he is a water element user, the heir to say the least, why not him?” Asked Notus while looking confused. I sighed and just crouched to be at his eye level. “If the spirit were to summon Zale, then it will just end there. Remember when I said that the vengeance spirit was a fire? It might be a fire spirit that was tainted by some pollution from here.” I explained.

My heart rate quickened, and his low chuckles fanned my ear. Walking back towards Elias and Cordelia, he crosses his arms and watches contently. His face danced with the joy of a child on Christmas morning. Cordelia kept working at mixing and sorting all the herbs and liquids from her bag. She pulls out a tiny knife, the blade no more than two inches with a jewel-encrusted handle twice its size. "Sunu, draw the runes as depicted on the page."

“Looks like a nice rouge, but add some water, shake, throw, and you have a pretty compact bomb.” Holding a tube of lipstick, she uncaps the bottom, dumping a powder onto the small table. “Wolfsbane, aconite, and powderize silver. It’ll kill most, and if not, it’s going to put them down on their ass for a few hours.”

Once they’re in place, he pulls out a lighter and some white powder. "Now, this is Amarith powder. It is specially made by mages to detect whether two people are related. If they are, the flame will turn blue, and if they’re not, it will turn black." Charles begins to explain as he pours some oil onto the plate and lights it on fire.

In desperation, she sent Bryan to beg Zoey for help, knowing that she, as part of the Earl of Silverstone's family, had the connections and influence to secure a few pills from Arcane Sanctum. Upon hearing this, Zoey went straight to Rebecca's room. "I can help buy them at twenty silver coins each. How many do you wish to purchase?" "Ten… Ten…" Rebecca's heart was racing, her breath labored. Her eyes widened as she extended her palms, a mix of joy and greed glimmering in her gaze. If Zoey was willing to buy the pills, they might as well stock up. "So, ten would be two hundred silver coins," Zoey replied. "Would you like to pay with banknotes or silver ingots?"

The scent was biting, very earthy, and metallic, like dried blood on sand. Elora flinched but didn’t pull away, causing him to smile. Azrion held the powder in his palm, whispering an incantation in the Old Tongue. “Saere luma, vidar ethra, telas mori.” and then blew the powder into her face. Elora’s head jerked back, as her breath caught in her throat. She couldn’t tell what had unnerved her the most. The smell, or the violent visions that seized her mind once she took in a breath.

“This quarter, the southern fleets returned from the northern market bearing high-yield stock: jade beetles, sun-silk, powdered manticore bone, and the latest batch of shadowleaf, freshly dried. We project a thirty-two percent increase in—” “By powdered manticore,” I interrupted, “you mean ground chalk like the last time?” His face went pale. Then, he cleared his throat, stuttering, “The tex-texture is finer than usual, I assure you, my Lord. I inspected the inventory myself.” I turned the goblet of wine in my hand, letting the deep red swirl slowly. “The scent is intact and t-the color matches the samples,” he rushed on. “It passed testing twice before sealing. I completely assure you, my L