Both potions were quickly ingested, and after a moment of mingling in his stomach, their effects began to take place. Magnus felt a wave of energy wash over him, and he pushed himself to his feet and dusted himself off. If he remembered the white potion's specifics correctly, he would have at least five hours of boosted energy. Enough to give his body time to naturally catch up in blood production, which was boosted by the green potion's effects. He'd be completely fine by the next day, at the very most.<br/><br/>Once standing, Magnus took a few steps to see if he could move without being reduced to a shaking mess. It seemed like he was alright, so he gave a nod of appreciation to Larteis and Calaerwyn. "I think I'll be able to walk, thank you," He said, giving them a light smile. He was immensely relieved, but the sense of urgency to get out of there soon came back to him. He didn't exactly bolt after Atisha, but he did move quickly enough to keep up. The sight of his torn and bloody vest and shirt did get him a few looks, so once they arrived at their destination, he'd remove them.<br/><br/>Slowing down to enter the musty old building, Magnus took a quick look around. Well, it certainly wasn't the shop he had been expecting before the admittance that she didn't even have one, but it would do its job in giving them a safe place to figure out what was going on. Magnus unbuttoned his vest and slid it off, looking over the damage done to it. The rip that the blade caused could be repaired fairly easily, but the bloody stains that now covered a good portion of the stomach would be much less easy to deal with. He gave a slight sigh and hung the ruined garment over an empty lamp holder coming off the wall.<br/><br/>He didn't have the slightest clue why he'd be targeted for assassination. He was nobody important, really. Just a decently fortunate merchant living in an average, if financially secure town. His mind was racing, so he didn't put together the attack with the news of the country-wide assassination cases very easily. He was still in a state of adrenaline-fueled unease.