The man's roar still made the people scared. Even when he couldn't move, the associations—their fear, their weaknesses—were there.
They had never met the Alteran people nor had they tested the effectivity of the potions either. What if suddenly it didn't work anymore?
Fortunately, Volohov still remembered the plan, and he looked at his companions, nodding at them. At this, the nurses and doctors immediately went outside.
"HEY! DON'T RUN!!" The guards yelled, the men standing up while scratching their whole bodies. Some people fell down on the floor though, unable to handle the itchiness, only ending up trying to grind themselves on the floor like idiots.
The others were a bit stronger and shakily followed the nurses outside. They were very slow because their feet were too damned itchy! "BASTARDS!"
"They definitely have the cure!"
