The Palm Wine was as delicious as Olenna had promised, sweet and fragrant with a deceptively smooth finish.
Seeing their captain take a sip, Ayra and Lia felt slightly more convinced that it was safe to drink.
Lia, persuaded by Olenna's gentle insistence, took a small, polite sip.
Ayra, on the other hand, downed her entire cup in one enthusiastic gulp, then held it out for a refill with a hearty laugh.
"Wow, that's good stuff! You weren't kidding, Olenna!" Ayra declared, her cheeks already slightly flushed.
Daniel watched, maintaining a calm expression as he finished his own cup.
He could feel the soporific agent in the wine beginning to work, a faint, pleasant numbness spreading through his limbs.
However, his default SSS-Rank [Poison Immunity] and his immense Vitality attribute were already fighting back, neutralizing the drug's effects almost as quickly as it entered his system.
To an outside observer, though, he would appear to be succumbing just like anyone else.
