"No! Don't drink that!" screamed the woman. But we both were too tired and thirsty to resist. She stared at the empty bottle ran out.
We looked at each other and realised that what we drank was The Witch's Despair. This potion was made because of a Demon called Arrtha wanted to be beautiful but she lost all her hope and made this potion, anyone who will drink this will slowly fade it's beauty with anyone or anything that surrounds the victim, and shall perish slowly.