Consciousness was like being swallowed by a large whirlpool, Aurora Blaine wobbled slightly.
Joy Shaw came over and reached out to support Aurora Blaine.
Aurora Blaine closed her eyes for a moment, maintaining her clarity.
Seeing the smear of blood at the corner of Aurora Blaine's mouth, Joy Shaw's brow furrowed even deeper, "You got hit too?"
Joy Shaw knew Aurora Blaine was forcing herself to stay upright, otherwise, she would definitely have vomited blood and fainted like Autumn Blaine and Kane Townsend.
Aurora Blaine's resistance was good, delaying the attack by an hour, but even now while she could keep herself conscious, she probably wouldn't last for more than a few minutes.
Aurora Blaine sat back in the chair with Joy Shaw's help, her voice somewhat weak, "Sister Joy, what poison?"
By now, how could she not know it was poisoning, the feeling earlier testified to the potency of the toxin.
