The Poison Mistress held her bleeding shoulder. She popped a healing pill into her mouth that possessed immense vitality. Its grade was actually at High-Level Emperor Grade, causing her to feel pain over using it rather than losing the arm itself.
Nevertheless, she knew which was truly important. Within a few seconds, her shoulder stopped bleeding and instantly grew an arm as flesh, bones, tissues attached themselves. Soon, a full arm appeared, causing her to open and close her fist as if she was testing the comfortability.
The whole time, she didn't even flinch in pain, much less raise a scream.
Instead, her expression became strangely calm as she looked at the two approaching men. One of them possessed green hair, and the other man had blue hair, making her understand that they were from the two of the Four Great Dragon Families, the Ike Family and the Orcha Family.
"For what reason are the wicked path powers are here?"
