Chapter 118 The Witch's Omniscient Error

Moments Later

[Rina P.O.V]

The Potion Alchemy lab smelled of sulfur, dried nightshade, and the sharp, clinical sting of neutralizing salts. It was a room designed for precision - a place where a single drop of misplaced essence could turn a healing draft into a corrosive sludge.

Usually, I foun...

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