Getting all the ingredients from the vault was fairly easy. There was an abundance of it, after all.
Even if there was a lack of a specific ingredient that Adam required for the concoction, there were several suitable substitutes available for it.
Adam didn't know whether the Joker was unaware of the true value of these ingredients or that the man thought he should be compensated for the injuries he received from the guardian of the spirit plane. Adam was still ecstatic to receive all the items.
Gazing at the Joker, who was helping him carve the runic formation on the ground, Adam couldn't help but wonder, Hmm, he's probably very guilty about me getting injured by the eagle guardian.
"Sir Joker," he called out.
"What is it?" the man asked absentmindedly as he carved the runes on the ground based on the information Adam had inscribed on the parchment in his hand.
"How come you're so nice to me all of a sudden?" the youth asked with a smrik.
