Adam thought, "How cliché, but it's expected. I strongly doubt that under these conditions, our young lad could win the victory."
In the room, there was only Lily and him, of course. She sat in front of the mirror, trying to conceal her lifeless expression, but she failed. Her gaze shifted downward, and the man noticed a vial in her hand, containing green liquid sealed with a cork. She grabbed the cork and pulled it out – "Pop," a sound echoed.
"Ho-o?"
Adam raised an eyebrow as he sensed the sharp scent of the liquid, making even him frown. It was something familiar, and he was certain he had encountered this liquid before. After a few seconds, he concluded that it was poison, demonic poison.
