I just groaned through gritted teeth, still fighting the taste in my mouth.
Flogga chuckled softly, clearly amused by my misery.
After a few seconds, my stomach finally settled.
I let out a long, controlled breath, pressing a palm against my gut just in case round two tried anything funny.
Then, quietly, I asked, "Flogga… are you trying to poison me?"
She looked genuinely offended, her brow creasing as she crossed her arms.
"What? Why would I poison the Chief?"
"Just asking," I muttered, smacking my lips as the bitterness surged back like an aftershock. Ugh.
I wiped the corner of my mouth and opened my status window—mostly out of curiosity, partly to make sure I wasn't dying from cave-brewed goblin moonshine.
To my surprise... it had actually worked.
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[Stats]
Strength: 36 (+3)
Stamina: 38
Agility: 30
Intelligence: 25
Perception: 24
(Available Points to Distribute: 12)
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My Strength stat had indeed gone up by +3.
