Naturally, Franca caught onto Lumian's true intentions; otherwise, her Instigator potion would've been a wasted effort. She felt satisfied that Lumian was one who wouldn't falter in a battle of sophistry, and she hoped he could maintain that.
"Come on in." Franca gestured for Lumian to step into the living room.
Right then, boxes already occupied the coffee table, containing Demon Throat Honeyguide and other ingredients.
Simply glancing at these items stirred something in Lumian, an urge to devour them.
Thankfully, it wasn't overwhelming. It was more like hungry folks eying a chef grilling lamb.
Jenna's focus had returned to the ingredients. Gazing at the white porcelain broth bowl with its dual handles and cover, she found it absurd that she was going to consume it the same way she had consumed the Assassin potion.
How was this potion concoction? It seemed more like cocktail mixing or broth preparation!