Felix walked out of the training room after spending three hours in there.
He was sweating buckets and gasping for breath from training by pushing his body to the limits to check his upgraded power.
But even though he was finding it hard to even walk from all the exhaustion, there was a huge grin on his face at the thought of having gotten stronger.
'Damn! Who knew only one potion would make me this powerful!', his eyes glowed fiercely remembering the nameless shop and the lady who had sold him those potions.
'What if I drink all of those potions at once? Won't I get a whole stronger than I already am?'
His thoughts got messed up as he felt greedy for more power and strength, but then he suddenly shook his head recalling what the lady had said.
'No. I can't do that! She said one potion once every three days, and there must be a reason why she said that, so I can't be careless about it....'
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!