"You want to kill me!" Simon shouted, jumping off the bed.
A terrifying surge of power burst from him as he tried to channel his mana, but the next moment, it vanished.
"This…?" Simon froze.
He tried again but nothing happened.
"What's going on?" he screamed with panic seeping into his voice.
"Keke," Ethan chuckled quietly.
"Why do you think I am sitting here wasting time?"
Simon sniffed instinctively, then froze.
A faint, sweet scent lingered in the air.
"Ascorbia Power Gas," he whispered in horror.
His heart trembled.
It was a potential B-rank herb. When burned, it released a gas that disrupted mana control. Prolonged exposure caused hallucinations and severe drowsiness.
It was often used in high-grade cigars or interrogations.
On any normal day, Simon would have noticed it instantly. But Ethan's pressure and constant provocation had forced his focus elsewhere.
In such a situation,he failed to notice it.
"Where did you get that?" Simon demanded.
