"Ha, not at all. I wouldn't do something so lame. I just recently managed to join the 'Harvesters'. Though it's only a mental joining. They taught me this Paralysis Skill back then... Ouch, oh no, oh no..."
Bai Zhuotian stood up with movements as mechanical and stiff as a robot.
"That's enough talking, or the poison's effect will almost be over. Let's begin the final task. Ever since that duel day, every night in my dreams... I keep dreaming of that moment..."
Cladier's eyes, nearly round with obsession, burned with a persistent flame. His mouth stretched to the corners of his cheeks, a long tongue protruded, readying to forcefully bring the sword down from his tiptoes.
