Chapter 49: The grind begins.

Being a Forest Demon was something that one had to approach with all the care of a hero. Pan looked down at the plants he had collected.

Clovers.

 It would have been better if he had found a four-leaved one, but knew that those were rare.

The strawberry leaves were hard to find, but he had managed. And, of course, there was the nightshade.

Potatoes would have worked just fine, as they were in the same family. But Pan had wanted to cultivate the poison which appeared on his bark.

Just like a poisonous frog, he was going to make all those who wanted to hunt him down pay for that. A single touch would one day mean death.

But for now, as he was just level 1, he would be grateful if it would cause so much as an itch.

He placed the herbs in the teakettle and waited.

"And you are sure this will work?" Brandon asked, eyeing the teakettle. They were in a cave, covered with moss and with water dripping over their heads.