Tiaral

and everyone he held dear.

/ "It's a good thing I don't have any."/
/ Revan, is this drink one that doesn't drain your mana? I hope so./
From the strength of the drink, Min almost burned her throat from the unfamiliar taste and thought that from the outside it looked silly. Fortunately (relatively), people at that moment were distracted by the execution of the crossbowman.
-- I thought we would spare him, since he surrendered... -- she looked thoughtfully. -- And what is this called? -- the newcomer asked about the drink.