I felt a stench in the air. For a second, I thought that there was something wrong with the soup! My heart began to race!
Only to see that the onions, garlic, and the green onions I had placed inside the pot didn't look like charcoal. I sighed.
Man, what was with the weather these days?
I added the two tablespoons of flour, making sure that it didn't end up as clumps.
Stirring, frying, trying to think about anything but the foul odor of the water which was going to fall down on us all.
If that water touched the soil, I told myself, as I began to use the mana I was stealing from the tourists for a barrier which protected the entire forest, as well as the gnome and human villages, then we were all done for.
I had no idea back then, but I was racing against time. Finally, I got something that looked like a nice mixture of flour and greens.