Five minutes later, they stepped through the alchemy union's open doors.
Thick medicinal scents merged in the air, creating an olfactory experience that sent their minds wandering into unexplored territories. The soft crackling of fires added to the sense of wonder as their wide eyes scanned the scene.
Displays rose from the white ground. Inside their protective glasses case, Adam saw neatly arranged plants sparkle with vitality.
He tucked his fingers around his chin. More than vitality, he felt through his bones that their time had stopped a second before their death.
'Is this the cultivators' conservation method?'
His eyes darted to the circular reception in the middle, where a young lady was rolling her eyes and sighing behind her counter, and the two discussing men.
But before he went to them, he smiled at Misha and hugged her.
