Three hours later...
At this moment, Lothur finally stopped shivering in the tub half-soaked with a black liquid, feeling every part of his body trembling.
'This is different from what I experienced on my own...' He felt every muscle in his body contracting while Elisabeth's hands rested on his shoulders.
She had slowly increased the concentration and intensity of the poisons in that unique bath. But, at the same time, she was 'connected' to him to ensure that she would handle the excess poison when he reached his limit.
In this way, while Lothur was in a cold sweat and shivering, she was massaging his shoulders, from time to time sending part of her powers to help him.
"How are you feeling, Lothur?" She softly asked, sitting on the edge of that tub behind him.
"Terrible!" He was sincere, bitterly laughing. "But I guess that's what I was looking for, right? Hitting the limits can't be a pleasant thing..."
"That's right."
