With great trepidation, as well as an equal amount of anticipation, Tetsuya swallowed the grass blade, and felt it dissolve even as it traveled down his throat. It did not heal him or anything like that, but he felt his Golden core get a bit warmer, as if it was being refined. The warmth was slight, but it lingered, meaning that the effect was not a short one.
Tetsuya's eyes expanded with wonder, and he was about to snatch a fistful of grass from the ground when he heard someone clear their throat.
Lex was standing on the side, looking at him awkwardly.
