Looking up at Sil, Wevil couldn't believe it. The thing that had caused him so much pain, this whole time, was floating about and it was there outside. A strange rush was felt, the agonizing small pain he consistently had in his stomach was gone. He couldn't even remember when the last time he felt like this was.
The tears of anger had suddenly changed to tears of joy. The first words that came out of his mouths wasn't how, what, or why. Instead, it was…
"Thank you, thank you…" Wevil said, uncontrollably sobbing more so than he did before.
"Wait!" Hana shouted, so loud that Quinn thought his eardrum was going to explode. "You can extract the poison, but how? Paul was a level eight poison ability user. Even if you can copy abilities, surely it should take some time to learn something like that?"
'Maybe for an ordinary person, but not for a Blade.' Quinn thought.
