"What do you know about the potion of life?" I asked, looking at Alfreda.
The others had already slept, so it was just us 2 awake.
"Why do you want to know?" She yawned, answering my question with a question.
"I heard it's some special liquid. I want to know if it's a myth."
"You're right, it is a special liquid. It can revive magical beasts from the dead. It's something that can only be found in the Elven Kingdom and it's heavily guarded.
"There's a special tree, older than the kingdom itself, that releases that very liquid from the tips of its leaves. The potion of life consists of the tree's secretion and it's stored in special viles." She answered.
"Where is this tree situated?"
"Y-You're asking me too many questions." She yawned once again, rubbing her eyes.
"Where can I find it?" I asked her again, urgency resounding in my voice.
"The Elven For-" She fell asleep mid sentence, lying her head on top of Michelle's.
