Andar reached the top of the Nyre Flower and glanced at the five crowns hovering above him, each of them was a hundred feet tall and emitted waves of vitality that made his body shiver.
'It's finally here.'
With a controlled burst of wind, he dragged the crowns closer to him, and then his feet left the ground and he sat precisely in the middle of the five floating Crowns and Andar opened himself to the vitality all around him as thick streams of vitality like black smoke surrounded his body like a cocoon, drawn to him by all the thirsting cells in his body.
This Nyre Flower was a valuable vitality treasure because of how mild its effects were to the body, even a mortal could safely absorb its essence. A single Crown would boost the lifespan of a mortal from a paltry 100 to hundreds of thousands of years, and its residual effect would linger in their bodies, giving them an unreasonable amount of regeneration, and they would be able to heal from the most dreadful injuries.
