*AAAAAAAAAAAARGHHHHHHH* Daniel suddenly started to scream in agony, as the veins underneath his skin emerged and turned black in color, and the small capillaries in his sclera became as evident as blood red tree branches, which threatened to explode at any moment.
Noticing Daniel's state, the Black Thorn, and the chairman looked at him with disappointment. No one knew the black thorn's poison better than the two of them did, and the effects that were showing on Daniel, were exactly the ones that presented themselves before the death of the individual. In their minds, the idea that Daniel had made a mistake, and that his immunity pill had failed, had started to become more and more plausible.
The black thorn quietly took a small siringue from inside his spatial ring, and prepared to dash towards Daniel to inject the antidote that it contained into his heart, the very moment the order would be given.
