Ch. 143: First Blood
The landlady's eyes darkened, her pupils vanishing into an abyss of black, and ink-like veins pulsed beneath her skin, snaking outwards like crawling tendrils. She raised her head, flashing a twisted grin. "She paid a lot for the services."
For a moment, words failed me. My gaze lingered on the inky webs stretching across her face. This was black amber— a poison as old as time itself, known to corrupt minds and bodies alike. But this was different. It was infecting her, yes, yet somehow not killing her.
Could it be, they had somehow found a way to weaponize the poison? Did this mean it had other possibilities?
My senses tingled as I sensed a spike in the energy in the area getting tainted by a darkness.
