Reed held the bottle of neon-green liquid up to the light. It looked less like a potion and more like liquified radiation. Inside the glass, tiny bubbles were moving in geometric patterns.
"Are we sure this is edible?" Reed asked.
"Technically," Grika shrugged, hopping onto a stool. "It's organic. It's just... highly energized. The Void radiation stripped out the relaxing properties of the berries and left only the 'Go' juice. It's pure kinetic potential in liquid form."
"The children are... aggressive," The Herald murmured, eyeing the green bottle warily. She was currently draped over the fermentation tank, hugging it like a lover. The fumes from the process had clearly affected her. Her vines were twitching, and her eyes were hazy. "They want to run."
"Well," Reed uncorked the bottle. It made a sound like a tiny thunderclap. POP. "Someone has to be Patient Zero."
He took a sip.
It tasted like sour apples, lightning, and the color math.
Reed blinked.
THUMP-THUMP-THUMP-THUMP.
