"Not bad, Mister Regis. Your ability to gather elixir has truly ranked up this time~."
Gilgamel remarked, a hint of admiration in his voice as he surveyed the delicate jasmine flower resting before him. It has a striking, deep, rich purple; each one edged with a subtle shimmer that caught the light. On each flower's petal were faint silver hairs, glistening like morning dew, adding an ethereal quality to the already exquisite bloom.
Regis, a middle-aged man clad in vibrant green robes, couldn't hide the excitement that radiated from his face. His eyes sparkled with anticipation as he asked, "I knew it! The moment I laid eyes on it, I could sense it was no ordinary elixir. So, Master Gil, what is the name of this elixir, and what tier does it belong to?"
