Brock’s Perspective:
I walked into my office, heart racing as I saw Heather waiting for me. Her face, usually filled with warmth, was beaming, enveloped in a radiant cheer that made my chest tighten. I gestured for her to remain standing as she bowed, a glimmer of determination in her eyes.
"Please, have a seat, Heather. That look on your face, it speaks volumes," I said, my voice laced with intrigue and anticipation.
"Your highness, it's done! I've crafted a shot that grants immunity to any airborne virus, enchanted to shield us from threats in any form. I've asked the coven to join forces and create these on a massive scale. With magic aiding us, we can accomplish this feat in mere days, perhaps a week," Heather exclaimed, her voice brimming with excitement and pride.
"You continue t
