Back in the swamplands, a bewildered Brennan was experiencing things that could only be described as bizarre. He would at times lose control over his arm or leg, sometimes he would spit out noxious poison.
For the king of a state to fall to such a state... It was really pitiful.
But Eon did not think it was pitiful as much as it was interesting. Was it possible that if he swallowed the blob he would have lived longer? That was the thought that had entered Eon's head seeing that outside of small hiccups, Brennan was alive and well.
As a last resort, Eon certainly had no problem with swallowing something that could save him. Perhaps it was because the king noticed Eon's stares but Brennan became much less open to voicing these annoyances that came up naturally after swallowing a toxic slime creature.
