Damon's mood was light—for all intents and purposes, everything had gone exactly as planned.
He recalled seeing Kudi Kudi's profile in one of the files Lilith had handed him months ago. Apparently, she'd been aiming to recruit the little bastard for a while.
'I wonder if Kudi Kudi's got some grudge against the Temple…'
Either way, it didn't matter. Damon could already see how this would play out.
Kudi would take the potion to the market, and from there, its reputation would explode. Alchemists, scholars, even black market collectors would kill to get their hands on a potion with a perfect purity rating.
A shame, really… to Damon, it wasn't even worth a second glance. It was one of the more common system drops.
The system had the tendency to give him weird potions too, like one that could cure almost any debuff. But only if you feed the recipient mouth to mouth.
