Hex opened the Sourcrout's package. A mixture of sweet and sour aroma wafted out of it, pleasing his olfactory senses. There were seven pieces of the fruit, all attached to a single branch.
"A branch with seven of these fruits is the only one viable for harvest," the owner explained. "Any other number imbalances the spread of energy and as such can harm the soul. Never, and I mean, never harvest one with even numbers. They can injure or even tear the soul apart, depending on the potency of the fruits and the strength of the user's soul."
Hex blinked wordlessly at Him and then back to the fruits. How deceptive. Not only had the aroma caused him to salivate a little, their appearance was mesmerizing as well. The fruits were like little purple stars, soft to the touch, their shapes were like perfect spheres, and their energy content evoked hunger in him.
