The poison was potent, deadly. I knew I had to act quickly otherwise... otherwise.....
I didn't even want to think about what would happen then.
I gritted my teeth and summoned every ounce of strength as I hauled Killian's unconscious body up from the ground. His weight pressed heavily on my frail frame.
I stumbled and nearly collapsed several times in the process. But I refused to give up.
The poison coursing through his veins threatened his life, and I was determined to find help. With a trembling hand, I grasped his arm and draped it over my shoulder. Then, taking a deep breath, I continued along the path we had been traveling since the morning.
I had no idea where his friend's home was, but I hoped that following this direction would lead me there. As I trudged forward, I took brief pauses to gather my strength. With each step, I scanned my surroundings, searching desperately for any herb that might counteract the poison.
