Emerging War
“Thomas…? Thomas? Are you ok?”
Josiah was crouching, standing next to the servant’s eyes, who had collapsed on the floor.
“For low long did I sleep?”
“Did you sleep? I don’t know… Two seconds? You just fell and now I’m here.”
“Ouch, I see… This feels like… This feels like back when someone in the castle wanted to poison lady Mirild’s chalice and, as the cupbearer was out, I had to experiment it first. I remember seeing all spinning around and then I fell down, exactly like that,” Thomas said as he rubbed his face and tried standing up. "I believe this weapon can strike at distance. I am completely sure your attack was out of my range after I dodged it."
“So it's like a mid-ranged attack with a poisoning effect?”
“If so, a somewhat mild one. I felt the dizziness but I don’t feel anything inside my stomach, in fact, I can just get up just fin…”
He stumbled upon his own legs and fell down again before he could get straight.
“You don’t seem fine…”