Drops of molten orange liquid hissed out of the warp of space, dripping against the bronze flooring of the tenth step.
An intoxicating sweet scent accompanied the thick sap of elixir dripping out of Seth's inventory gate.
'And they say the habit of looting doesn't come in handy,' Seth thought with a smirk.
Back during their mission with the dragons he had refused to leave the genesis nest empty-handed.
And that single motion, fueled by greed, had allowed him to get his hands on something this valuable and insanely useful to his current state.
The dragon genesis amniotic fluid, the elixir pool that nourished the young of the flame dragons.
Granting them flame-blessed physiques, and allowing them to grow in strength rapidly by tempering their cells.
Buckling to the pressure he got on his knees, cupping his hands before the thick flow of amniotic sap.
The thick sap pooled in his grasp, his eyes reflecting the orange glowing content.
