They tested the medicine Diaval and Ares had brought first.
We all gathered in Jeron's room. I stood beside Rion, but I couldn't stop glancing at him out of the corner of my eye. No matter how much he insisted, I still doubted if my blood had really worked.
But as the minutes ticked by, I noticed his complexion shifting back to its natural color, the faint gray pallor fading from his skin. His breathing, too, had evened out. When nothing happened after a while, no sudden collapse, no sign of the poison worsening, the knot in my chest began to ease.
And then, without even looking at me, his voice brushed across my thoughts.
'I told you. It's working. Poison is too simple to kill me.'
I didn't even flinch. I kept my eyes glued to Jeron, forcing myself to focus. Keigan tilted the vial under the light, his sharp gaze narrowing as he studied the way the liquid shimmered.
