Brittany was screaming in panic.

Holly rushed over and checked. There was a small wound on Waltz’s shoulder.

When Waltz was dodging an attack, she had been scraped by the dagger.

Her wound had turned black.

“She’s been poisoned! And it’s a very strong one too!” Holly immediately poked on a few of Waltz’s pressure points to slow down the spread of the poison.

Picking up the dagger, Holly noticed that it was glistening with blue light. There was a very distinct smell on it as well. She was su