Blood and Iron (2).

Unsure of what to do, Blaze sighed and picked up the other mug.

Staring at the light pale frothy liquid, he felt his stomach churn. It didn't look like any beverage he was familiar with whatsoever.

Bringing it to his nose, he sucked in a deep breath, catching a whiff of the drink's aroma.

Instantly, a mix of floral and pungent hit him, stunning him for a moment.

Perplexed and curious, he brought the cup to his lips and took a sip.

"Slightly sweet, a bit sour and yet still a bit mellow."

He also couldn't taste or smell any alcohol either.

Regardless, he tilted his head back and allowed the cold delicious liquid pour down his throat.

Draining the entire mug in one gulp, he let out a satisfied sigh as he slammed it down onto the counter.

"Incredible..." He muttered, smacking his lips.

"You might want to take it easy on the drinks, boy..."