ALPHA PARTHE"I... I don't know who or what you are talking about, Parthe," the halfwit protested, his eyes already bulging out of their sockets."Let me make this a little clearer, Nelfas," I circled him slowly, taking my time, "I see the panic in your eyes, Nelfas. That growing dread in your chest—tight, isn't it? Like an iron vice around your lungs," I said, my voice low and cold, "You feel it now, don't you? The numbness creeping up your legs, stealing your strength."He whimpered, a sound so pitiful it disgusted me. "I swear, Parthe, I—I don't know what you're talking about! Please, what's happening to me?"I stopped behind him, leaning close so my breath ghosted against his ear. "What's happening to you is precision," my tone was icy, "The poison coursing through your veins isn't something any run-of-the-mill alchemist could whip up in a dusty corner of their workshop. No, this is something special. Deadly enough to paralyze even the strongest of wolves, yet… merciful enough to
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