Boom!

An exploding sound came from the clay jar while Samara was still stunned. She was taken aback. Darryl then took a pill from the clay jar, which she noticed.

'So…fast?!' She looked at Darryl, dumbfounded. Her mind was racing, and she was in shock.

Who would believe the pill was created in such a short period unless they saw it for themselves?

'It's done!" Darryl smiled and passed the pill to her. "Go on and eat it."

To Samara, the pill was an extremely rare item, but to Darryl, it was just another mid-ranking pill.

Darryl handed Samara the pill, which she took skeptically. She nodded and ate it. Followingly, she sat down with her legs crossed, trying to absorb the power from the pill.

Darryl simply stood beside her quietly.

After a few minutes, Samara exhaled lightly. She felt her aura was less messy, and the injury on her heart vein was better. She felt refreshed.

'It's really a Spirit Pill!' Samara was thrilled and shocked. How she looked at Darryl was less hostile yet