"There, I just gave you fast acting Venom. You will be feeling the pain in three… two.. One.."
"AHHHH!!!! WHAT DID YOU DO YOU CURSED NATIVE!!!"
"You will die in 20 seconds if I do not administer the anti-venom. Here is a slave contract. Sign it and I will save you. If not, you will die."
Elliot took out another vial and waved it in front of him. "This is the anti-venom. And you have 15 seconds remaining."
"WHAT? YOU DARE TO POISON ME? PREPOSTEROUS! I AM A GLORIOUS PRINCE OF THE HOLY PHOENIX EMPIRE!" Jagor Tawlon screamed indignantly.
"You'll be a dead glorious prince of the Holy Phoenix Empire in 7 seconds. Six. Five." Elliot began his ruthless countdown.
Jagor Tawlon's eyes bulged out in utter disbelief at what Elliot had done..
"Four. Three…"
"You're making me waste one of my precious Revives… You… You'll pay for this!!" Jagor Tawlon gasped with his dying breath.
"One." Elliot finished his countdown.
WHOOSH!
Jagor Tawlon burst into flames!
