The ingredients materialized on the table. The Northern pine was cold, smelling of frost and pine leaves, while the sun seeds smelled like monster seeds. They were small, but not as small as incredibly tiny monster seeds. They were about the size of beans. These small things cost Julian over 150 SP, but well, it was worth it for what he was about to make.
Julian didn't stare at the ingredients for long and began to work, moving according to the system's directions. He ground the seeds until his wrist ached. For bean-sized seeds, they were unnecessarily hard to grind. But he made it work. He boiled the base, watching the liquid shift from a bruised purple to a violent, hissing blue as he added the pine he had plucked out one by one.
He stirred the liquid in the cylinder thirty-three times. Clockwise. Precisely. His reflection in the bubbling liquid looked gaunt, but he turned away from it.
