149 Chapter 148 - Midnight's Call

"A demonic elixir, you say?"  An ornate gold railing was being used as a leaning support for a man in dark blue robes.  There was a small group of older and middle aged men lounging on crimson couches around a dark wooden table.

Fluted glasses held wines and ales depending on the person but these men always maintained their control around Midnight.  The man himself had a much stronger liqueur that was a pleasant golden color with a floral scent subtly coming off of it.

He enjoyed the burn in his throat but the drink would destroy anyone below the Diamond Tier.  It was worth 5 Sky Stones a bottle but Midnight never stinted on his own enjoyment.  He looked down to the lower floor and saw many up and coming young men and women enjoying themselves with his best items.