Malgarius tried to move away from the creature, but the gas cloud followed him. It swirled around him, engulfing him in its noxious fumes.
He gasped and coughed, his vision blurring as the poison burned his lungs. He fell to his knees, his body wracked with agony.
"No!" Gwendolyn cried out, her face stricken with fear as she glanced at Malgarius. Worry written all over her face as she saw him struggling with the poison.
She rushed to his side, trying to shield him from the poison, but she had a better idea. Her mind raced, trying to think of a way to help him. Realizing she needed to stop the creature from producing the poisonous gas, she quickly turned back to the beast. Determined, she knew she had to finish the fight fast to prevent more of the deadly gas from reaching them.
Seizing the moment, she sprang into the air, her sword raised high. With a determined cry, she drove the blade deep into the creature's neck, hoping to end the fight quickly.
