"This is—the essence of the Tree of Life?"
Leman Russ stared at the faintly glowing drink in his hand, its natural fragrance barely seeping out, his face full of disbelief.
Even after hearing The Savior's assurance, he still could not believe that the cup before him was the hope he had spent ten thousand years desperately searching for.
The Wolf King was like a traveler dying of thirst in the middle of a desert who had suddenly fallen into a swimming pool full of ice water.
While he could hardly believe it, he was also filled with the joy of finding a way out from certain death.
Leman Russ struggled to control his trembling hand, terrified that this unimaginably precious Essence of Life, this thing that represented hope, might spill.
"Of course it's Essence of Life. Where in the Galaxy would you find something this good?"
Jaghatai Khan seemed a little thirsty. He picked up a cup of Essence of Life drink and gulped down a huge mouthful with a slurp.
"Brother Ron has plenty of this stuff. If you like it, you can take a few barrels back and drink it slowly.
Ha, Brother Ron and I have even been studying how to use it for brewing.
The mead you have over there is pretty strong, isn't it? Let's work on it together. Later, we brothers can have a proper drink!"
He clapped Leman Russ boldly on the shoulder, jolting him so hard that quite a bit of the Essence of Life drink in his hand spilled out.
??!
Leman Russ finally began to react. His whole body went numb, and his head buzzed even louder.
The Essence of Life he had risked his life to obtain and still failed to get was, here with The Savior, something they