The robotic parts were intriguing, but Willow kept returning to the Dematorin. How could she have ingested a chemical compound that made her so compliant and happy, and not feel any physical side effects at all?
Eventually, she tried mixing some herself, trying not to think about the fact that she was producing an illegal drug. She’d have to test it on herself to see if it worked, but nobody else had to know.
Success came only after adding the actual eye of an actual newt, and Willow had to allow there was something fishy about this.
Was chemistry magic?
Eventually, she tried mixing some herself, trying not to think about the fact that she was producing an illegal drug. She’d have to test it on herself to see if it worked, but nobody else had to know.
Success came only after adding the actual eye of an actual newt, and Willow had to allow there was something fishy about this.
Was chemistry magic?
