The young lady had looked at him for a moment. Then she'd removed a gourd from her belt and tossed it to him, saying that it was some spring water from her home and that it would quench his thirst. After that, she started going up the stairs again.
Not everybody had the right to enter the Magus Tower, and it was off-limits to other species. The concern and warmth he felt before he breathed his last made him open the gourd and take a drink, and he realized immediately that it was the milk of life, which was more precious than the water from the Spring of Life.
There were only three drops in that gourd, and they prolonged his life by more than 10 years.
She gave away such an invaluable thing to him—a random old man—as if it were just a bottle of water. And she didn't even know his name.
