Once Bael killed all the shadows, he walked towards Jareb and Henry, and, seeing that they were still frozen with a lost look on their faces, he grabbed Jareb's shoulder and shook him, but he didn't wake up.
A frown found its way to his lips, and he muttered, "How am I supposed to wake them up?"
He stepped behind them and channeled his aura into Jareb.
The golden wisps of his aura coursed through Jareb's body, and the result stayed the same.
"Is it not possible?" he mumbled darkly as he stepped away from them and looked at the pieces of armour and corpses littered all around them.
"There has to be some way," he whispered as he checked on the bodies of the soldiers with his Zone but found nothing wrong with them.
After a few minutes, he clenched his fist and thought, 'Why are they not moving if their bodies aren't poisoned?'
As he pondered about it, he realised something, 'Wait... Is it because the poison isn't physical?'
