As Michael skillfully manipulated the potion, it flew into several vials and lined up neatly on the table before him.
"Wonderful!" Gaya exclaimed with an air of satisfaction and clapped her hands together.
She then turned to the gathered crowd of adventurers, her voice firm yet playful.
"Alright, line up in an orderly manner to buy your potion. We're here to save lives, after all."
Some adventurers, still harboring resentment for being marked due to the actions of Michael and Gaya, couldn't hide their anger and shock, muttering about the irony of their saviors being the ones who cursed them in the first place.
"What the fuck? These heartless monsters are talking like they had nothing to do with this,"
"Here to save lives my ass,"
On the other hand, some who were aware of Michael's identity, cursed under their breath.
"All gods are the same," convinced that the motives of deities were always self-serving.
