"What is it that Jarish did then that brought about your reaction?" Vaille asked, looking at Jasmine, "He helped me when my magic awakened. If it wasn't for him, I would have died too."
"I thought you didn't trust him," Arthur asked, resting his head on his hands. He had a cocky look on his face as he asked that.
"I don't trust him." She said, "But I am giving praise where praise is due."
"Praise, huh?" He scoffed. "Jarish only healed you because he hadn't discovered the potion yet."
"Potion?" Vaille asked, looking to Jasmine as he took out a little bottle with red liquid in it.
"Is this it?"
Arthur took the potion from her and clasped it in the palm of his hands. As soon as he felt the magic, he dropped it to the ground, "How do you have it? Jarish said that he made it himself. He said that it was very rare."
