Sol's grin stretched across his face.
"It works. I finally got it!" He rejoiced, suddenly sneezing.
"So this must be the Anger Moss those fools were talking about. Even though it's not crushed up or turned into a proper ingredient, its natural form is still enough to trigger a slight reaction out of me."
He was impressed with its effectiveness.
Without hesitation, he quickly scraped up as much of the stuff as he could get his hands on and stored it in his ring.
As soon as he was done, he dashed down the mountain, escaping from the pesky stuff with his nose covered.
After a few more sneezes, he was back to normal. By then, he had returned to camp.
Entering his tent, he held his breath before taking out the Anger Moss. He quickly unleashed his Cursed Ether and melted the ingredient into a pure essence.
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