Noah felt like he was burning from inside his body. After drinking the whole cup, he endured not throwing up in front of Dione. Only when he collapsed on the floor did he try to vomit what he had just drunk. However, just like earlier, he could only cough out bile and saliva no matter how hard he tried.
He felt his body burned like he was on fire. He couldn't be burned, Mephisto said; he managed to prove that to himself when Mariz only jolted him with that high voltage attack. However, right now, he was feeling so helpless.
What did she make him drink?
Noah's eyes watered as he mumbled while whimpering. It had seemed that no matter how steely he was due to his new lifestyle as an assassin, he was still very intolerant to pain… and would cry like a child because of it.
It's just now that he realized that these entities weren't really kind to him. Belphegor kept on giving to make his expectations higher, and Dione did the same yet would punish him for his failures harder.
