So, if Spencer is the host of that extremely terrifying thumb...
Little Thumb's eyes suddenly widened, it quickly turned its head and reminded An Le,
"An Le! Quick! Go find Spencer!!"
"Ah? Now?"
Little Thumb wrapped around An Le's neck, urging anxiously,
"Yes! Right now!! My potion didn't have no effect on her, it might just have partially worked!!"
"Eh? Partly? What... what does that mean?"
"Ah, don't worry about it for now! In any case, if it's only working partially, things like the onset time, duration, or effects might all get distorted!"
Little Thumb's eyes bulged, as it looked at An Le in front of it and loudly said,
"So, she may not have been affected when she drank the potion, but it might kick in at any moment today! If we let that guy start feeding right where she is..."
An Le's face instantly turned pale, almost as white as Little Thumb's scales.
Clearly, both of them were extremely anxious, even though what was causing anxiety in their hearts differed.