'Dammit, such poison won't work on them, the only ones I have left are those that were specifically made for Golden Knights and above, using it on these bastards will be more than just a waste.' Lyle cursed in his head.
His skills as a poison maker were advancing, but the best poison he was able to make right now was one that would be able to kill a Bronze Knight, alas, it was not one that could be used as a gas, but a quick working poison that needed to be injected into the bloodstream.
'As how things are right now, the poison will barely help me thanks to the fact that I can simply kill them with my daggers instead of injecting them with the poison, but the more of them arrive, the worse the situation will become.'
Lyle had no idea how many more people would be making their way over to them, but he knew that the number wouldn't be low since the mage has seen just how powerful he was, Lyle was expecting at least 10 more people to arrive.
