Nadia held the bottle in her hands like she's embracing a baby. The clear orange liquid shimmered gently inside the glass. Its heat transferred to the glass, making the bottle warm to touch.
"Give it to Carsten now. The sooner he takes it, the better." Siderius said.
Nadia nodded then shouted to her men. "Quick! Bring Carsten outside!"
In the midst of battle, the older and weak miners had relocated Caraten to a far away hiding spot for safety.
They left him on a stretcher. A few male miners carried the stretcher outside and placed it next to Nadia.
She didn't waste any time and lifted Carsten up and helped him drink the tonic.
Immediately, warmth returned to his body.
An orange hue lit up on his skin, starting from his throat then it went to his stomach. From the stomach, the orange hue spread to every spot of his cold petrified skin.
It was as if they could see where the tonic went.
And then a gasp of life. Carsten sat up in a sudden and breathed as much as he could.
