"I've concocted it." Arlington carefully handed over a small glass vial containing a liquid, his eyes filled with pride.
The potion inside was a viscous dark brown, emitting a pungent scent of roots. When applied to a wound, it had the effect of coagulating blood and helping the wound heal quickly. Its efficacy was even better than the hemostatic medicines Jasmine had used in the future.
Jasmine guessed that this hemostatic potion probably still retained a bit of weak magical power from Arlington's special preparation process; otherwise, the effect wouldn't be so rapidly apparent.
"Not bad, very good." Jasmine nodded in praise.
