124 Machia's Eyes

Ducan's tablet that conceals our identity is experimental, and as expected, it washed away in a matter of time. There's no need to hide my identity anymore, but I would need it to avoid the crowd forming at the center of the place.

A cloud of black, toxic smoke covered the situation that's happening. I can't tell whether Ducan and Rose are still inside as a kobold holding an ax pops out of the smoke. It drops on the ground, unconscious. That smoke is lethal; it can take down anyone that breathes it in except for those that take the potion of immunity. 

It's one of the best modes of taking down many enemies in just one blow, but I have never expected it to use on my daughter. I'll have to thank Cynthia for contributing some of her best potions.