"The black fog spider queen toxin… Damn! If I was a moment late, Tina would have died!"
William's heart hammered against his ribs as he worked with frantic precision. This toxin held a great threat to any spirit master not knowing how to deal with it.
It didn't just target the lungs or the blood; it worked mainly by eroding the body and turning it like what happened to the cake and other food—rotten like dead meat! It was a necrotic spiritual agent that consumed biological matter to fuel its own expansion.
The fog had a strong arsenic smell, a cloying, metallic stench that hung heavy in the air, making William want to vomit what was inside his stomach. But it wasn't time to relax.
He was the only one in the room who understood the chemical and spiritual volatility of this specific concoction.
