Coffi's jaw practically dropped, but in true fashion, she flipped her hair back and muttered, "I guess my lady's talents extend beyond saving kingdoms with sass. Also, yes, I would like some now, thank you."
Sir Jin was staring at his mana circle, eyes wide, chanting under his breath. "I've… I've never seen my mana respond to something like this. Not a potion, not a hearthstone, not even spell-imbued mana stones… THIS?"
Henry and Joff were staring like toddlers discovering ice cream for the first time, shaking their heads. "It's… it's literally fueling us," Henry whispered. "This… coffee… it's like divine fuel."
I smirked, raising my mug to the sky. "Yes, mortals. Witness the glory of Seraphine Coffee. The only beverage that can simultaneously heal your bodies, fuel your magic, and remind you who's boss."
Meanwhile, the villagers—the elves—were practically weeping into their mugs. "This Lady Seraphine's coffee is amazing!"
