Rita introduced the two bottles one by one.
"Basic Healing Potion. As long as you're not dead, drinking this will close up your wounds. If the injury's serious, just chug a few more bottles and you'll be fine."
"Basic Agility Potion. Drink it and your speed doubles for thirty minutes."
With limited ingredients nearby, these were all she'd managed to brew so far.
Seeing the look of amazement on her two teammates' faces, Rita let out a huge breath of relief in her heart.
Her ability slightly overlapped with Fat Goose's. Each had pros and cons. He could only enchant food once an hour, but she needed ingredients to brew potions. Still, she clearly had the edge—magic food didn't fetch nearly as high a price as potions. That was something Rita had picked up during her job-hunting trips.
After a few seconds, she decided to throw in one more trump card.
"And I can fly!"