Three Tablets
Dark ichor splashed against Ryu like black rain, each drop burning like bitter acid. It coated Ryu's body in sticky tar-like fluid, halting his movement. A spark and it went up like a tinderbox, lightening the dim cave.
[Black Rain]
Vein's eyes shone. His passive face was full of mirth as he watched Ryu burned into a crisp. Once [Black Rain] dropped on your skin, it was impossible to evade and removed it.
"You're mine now." Vein shuffled from one foot to another as he rubbed his hands together. He couldn't wait to dissect Ryu and unravel a new type of antidote. An antidote that could cure all poisons!
"Egh . . . ?" Vein's excitement was short-lived when Ryu emerged from the ashes of the tar in one piece and without a single torn skin nor burn.
Vein's gasp was stuck in the lump of his throat. His mind went blank as the looming threat approached.