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... nd plunging the needle into his comrade’s arm. The poisoned guard’s veins bulged dark against his skin, his eyes bloodshot, and the flesh around the dart wound was already turning black, clear signs of just how potent the toxin was.
Fortunately, they had come prepared. Each carried doses of the all-purpose antidote crafted by the Royal Alchemist; without it, panic would have swept through the ranks.
For three agonizing minutes, the poisoned guard writhed while his comrades stood ...
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