The girl was watching Jake with a horrifying look on her face. The purple bottle was something even she was scared of. Without proper guidance and observation, she wouldn't dare drink it, but Jake chugged the glasa down.
The next moment, Jake was static while blood began to flow from his nose and mouth. He then coughed a lot of blood, as his face started to go purple. His voice was raspy due to the collapse of his wind pipe under the effect of the poison. His face still had a smile as he wiped the blood and used the table as a support to stay erect.
"As I said, the sixth level of Arcana Poison Art is what I desire to let you win in the competiton if you ever face me. Give me that, and I will agree to the collaboration and also remove your from the hit list." Blood was being spotted into the air as Jake spoke. One could assume of the amount of internal damage he must have experienced for such a phenomenon to occur.
