As soon as the bitterness disappeared, a warm, comforting feeling spreader from her wound. It wrapped around the most painful parts and little by little, the uncomfortableness disappeared. The itching agony was no longer there and she could finally breathe comfortably.
Avina stared at her healed wound and her eyes rounded with shock. Sure, she knew what the system provided could never be faulty but still, it shocked her nonetheless. Nothing was indicating her injury except for the bloodstains around her dark clothes. But even that blended in with the fabric.
Her hands patted the area with wonder in her eyes. She looked at the magical potion, now empty, and almost wanted to worship it.
'Too bad they couldn't make the flavor more likable,' Avina commented with regret. That was the only downside of the antidote.