"Even if they taste bad, you still have to drink them," Rhys trailed off, "I was like you before, but eventually I learned to control it."
'So that means he doesn't take them now?' Lyn stared at the tablets, but he took these out of his own pocket right, "Are you keeping these for somebody else?"
"Yeah, for you."
Lyn sighed in defeat. There's no use in arguing with him now when her whole body aside from her hands is aching.
"Most of the times, it's used for me."
For himself? But hasn't he already overcome it? Lyn looked at him questioningly, only to see a pained expression on his face, "While it's clear that my affinity towards the darkness isn't like yours. People who use dark magic, eventually experience some kind of side effect. I have experienced no backlash since I first started using it; it isn't because I don't have any. It's simply because it hasn't happened yet," Rhys reached over and ran his hand through his hair.
