[Dylan]
I listened with wide eyes as Gamma suggested that I use
"An hour should do." He said, stretching the dark, viscous liquid he had spent the last few minutes preparing. The liquid seemed to swallow the light around it, curling with a slow, deliberate motion.
I looked at the liquid in the cup, with stories I have heard rushing through my memory. The stillheart potion was real after all. I stretched out my hand to receive the transparent glass from Gamma but withdrew from it immediately. From what I have heard, the stillheart potion was one of the most deadly potions in the history of werewolves.
While some boasted of its effectiveness, others told about the lives which had been lost as a result of it. For a few minutes I was indecisive whether to accept the potion or not. But one look at Avira's unconscious body on the bed made my mind up.
