"Urrggghh!"
The poison smoke made him dizzy and out of breath very quickly. Not only that, but the smoke also caused his spirit force to turn chaotic.
Emery swiftly rose to his feet and jumped a few meters backward, just as his consciousness was about to begin to fade from his grasp.
His gaze was fixed on his opponent, while his arm was already in the process of activating the [Nature Blessing] to remove whatever it was his opponent had done to him.
The man, on the other hand, strangely decided to not chase after and end him while he was vulnerable.
Instead, Vizla took a few steps back and slowly, a smirk Emery knew too well etched on his lips.
"Haha... I have to confess that poison is not exactly my innate ability, but I am sure the referee understands…" The man looked at the magus referee in glee and the man nodded letting his act come to pass.
