The elevator doors revealed an otherworldly expanse of colors, scents, and shimmering vials as it descended to the sixth floor, dedicated to plant derivatives.
The entire floor was illuminated by lights that enhanced the brilliance of the liquid-filled containers adorning the many shelves, tables, and pedestals strewn about the room.
Olivia smiled proudly as she noticed Erik's wide-eyed amazement.
"Welcome to the sixth floor," she said, sweeping her arm across the room.
"This is where we keep our potions, elixirs, and concoctions sourced from the world's mana-rich flora."
Erik walked slowly down the aisles, his footsteps soft on the polished marble floors.
In front of him, a wondrous universe unfurled, and with each new gaze, he was greeted by a kaleidoscope of colors. Each bottle and jar contained a one-of-a-kind concoction of magic and nature, which carried the promise of something extraordinary and uncommon.