|| Chapter 306 || Drifting In Red

Engulfed by the red cloud, shimmering dust floated within the air. The scent was mind-boggling. Any being that inhales is drowned by the overwhelming and hypnotizing smell. It appeared like a mist of magic, beautiful yet deadly. It would have been a fantastic sight to admire.

Thud!

Knees crashed on the floor as the people left standing, garbed with soft silks and fabrics are shocked when they realized the smell affected them. Coughing, Jagra covered his nose and mouth with his hand. The knife in his grasp fell to the floor as he was struggling not to inhale more of the red haze surrounding him. His eyes are wide in shock. Disbelief filled his face. Slowly, he looked up and stared at the female orc staring at them with indifference.