The courtyard was instantly abuzz with activity.
A few Beastmen, under Corbin Crowley's orders, quickly hauled over several large iron cauldrons, setting them in the courtyard's center, piling wood beneath—but they didn't light the fires right away.
Luna, following the Golden Silkworm King's instructions, nimbly sorted out those terrifyingly named herbs, "Ghost Fire Flower" and "Bone Decay Grass."
These poisonous herbs glimmered with strange colors, reeked with a pungent odor, and even just holding them made your skin tingle and go numb.
"This… is this really going to work?"
The Old Shaman cradled a few stems of black-purple Ghost Fire Flowers, his hands trembling, aged, clouded eyes filled with dread.
