"Wha... What the hell is this?"
When the lackey came back to his senses, he did not have much health left. It was almost empty. He was so scared that he quickly jumped out of the stream.
The other teammates, including the big mutt, were about to follow him, but they stopped abruptly.
[Ding! You have received continuous damage due to contact with the " Cursed Stream ", losing 7% of your maximum HP per second.]
When that lackey shared the battle log panel of the system into their party's in-game chat, the big mutt and the others fell silent again.
F * ck!
Even if it stuck to the skin, it would lose blood. Was there even a need to think about whether it could be drunk? Was it because he didn't want to die fast enough?
Then, he looked at the plants growing by the stream.