With that, the woman dropped her own bags and donned gloves and glasses. Even from across the room, Liz could feel the enchantments on the two items. They were like miniature suns that blazed with power.
Regina popped open Liz’s herb box and rifled through each section, commenting on the amount and variety of herbs.
When the older woman resurfaced, she nodded, “You’ve got a small fortune for your Tier here. I’d have slit your throat for this many materials when I was Tier 8.” Her sigh seemed almost wistful.
“Anyway, if that’s your goal, who am I to stop you? I’m getting paid as long as I help. But you’re going about this wrong. All wrong. Backward, even.”
All Liz’s prepared ingredients swept themselves up and into her herb box with a gesture from Regina.
“We must first start with the
