Thick grey fog (almost turning into liquid due to Leo's high soul power) silently shrouded the place, greatly hindering the senses of beings within in the process.
Perfectly hiding Leo's figure in its centre, as he quietly gazed toward the black cauldron in his front. On his face, a dark gloomy look could be discerned.
Although his shadow face was dark to begin with due to his shadow physique, his current face appeared much more darker than usual.
"This... I already run out of materials to process and create into potions!
"Huff~ This f**king Jinx! I only lack 100 potions to upgrade my class job yet, I coincidentally ran out of materials when it was about to advance!"
Leo cursed within his mind, heavily signing as he gazed at his almost empty inventory before stiffly shifting his gaze toward the messy yet clean sculpted table in a short distance.
Huff~