Under normal circumstances, it wasn't that hard to find your way through the green fog, but Mel wasn't under normal conditions right now. He had Kapo Kulus in one hand, which he had killed minutes ago, and his body had to deal with the increasing poison charge every second.
Mel's steps were slowing instead of speeding up; as the time to welcome other visitors to the mine drew near, a sense of panic knocked on his door. It wouldn't be a problem for him at any additional time, anywhere else; this situation was now the top priority.
Although he tried not to show any signs of weakness while killing Kulus, the poison managed to weaken him. He had experienced physical wounds before and even recognized psychological wounds strong enough to make most people commit suicide, but the venom energy was too new.
