"You look tired, Mom," Kevin said as he noticed Maria breathing heavily, her breath visible in the cold fog.
"I'm fine," she replied, pausing to catch her breath.
It was almost noon, and the cold and fog on the mountains had increased instead of lessening. They were at a significant height, making breathing more difficult. From their group, only Kevin seemed unaffected. Emma and Lora were the most exhausted due to their mortal physiques, while the other adventurers they were with also looked worn out. The group's guide, noticing this, decided to give everyone a short break.
"Drink this," Kevin said, handing Emma and Lora green potions while giving clear ones to his sister and Maria.
"It tastes minty," Lora said, downing the potion without even asking what it was. Meanwhile, Maria, tasting hers, remarked, "Mine tastes like sweet rose and vanilla. What was that for?"
