The wrinkles etched across his face bore witness to the fragility of his aged skin. Despite his stature resembling that of a dwarf, a closer inspection beneath the robe unveiled a body hunched over by the weight of years. Surprisingly, his hands exuded a latent strength, evident in the deftness with which he maneuvered the plant pots.
'Is he really the mastermind behind the cannabis potion incidents of the past two years?' Allen thought. 'He really don't look like one,' even though he had never looked one before.
Approaching Allen, Professor Heinrich extended a potion-filled glass. Allen's gaze shifted to Hussain, seeking confirmation on how to proceed. A nod from Hussain signaled him to consume the potion.
Without hesitation, Allen downed the elixir, and drank all of it.
Suddenly, a surge of agony enveloped his body, the potion's contents seeming to devour him from within. His head spun, the world appearing upside down.
