A Tough Fight

"What did you say?"

Damian was not worried about the minor cut, but if what the colonel said was true, then the poison might be a problem. It was unknown to Damian if he had any poison resistance, which could possibly be how he died!

It was a lame one. The death he had in mind was one during a fierce fight, something incredible people would still comment on after years to come, not a death by a poisonous knife!

The colonel made no move, only waiting for the poison to take effect, and once it did, pain spread throughout Damian's body, starting from the cut on his cheek.

"Agggr, bloody hell," Damian cursed when he felt the pain course through his body.

An unpleasant feeling, one that was akin to torture, and when Damian felt that, he was almost certain death was near for him. But then a warmth spread within, coming from his heart!