Antidote Manga 소설 & 이야기

I could smell the fear rolling off her, raw and bitter. “Don’t blame yourself,” Adem said, though his voice cracked. “We were all there. We didn’t notice either.” Mr. Mehmet cleared his throat softly, stepping forward with a small vial in hand. “We can still act. Lord Aziz, I have prepared the second antidote. It will hopefully cleanse her system if given now.” Mr. Mehmet bowed, his hands shaking slightly as he knelt at Manolya’s side. “Hold her head, Aziz, so she does not choke.”

“I didn’t anticipate the dose you would be put in. Hell, I didn’t anticipate that you would be put in it at all. But this should provide you with a bit of relief.” I try to nod, but he reads the expression in my eyes and knows that I’m giving him permission. He takes a syringe from his pocket and gets the antidote in there, sliding the needle straight antonym neck so it would trace faster in my bloodstream. The effect is instantaneous. Relief floods all over my body, but it does’t feel enough. It seems that not every part of me got released from the effects of the poison. I take a deep breath, and my chest doesn’t seem to be hard anymore. I get to my feet with the help of August, and Yara lo

It took a while for Jadeite to reply and in a whisper, she responded, “I feel like vomiting…” Grabbing the empty bowl, Emery told her to vomit all she wanted but even with her state, Jadeite let out a snicker. She tried to get up so Emery helped her to sit up. “I have a lot to ask but you should get better first by drinking this antidote.” Emery handed her the vial and without any hesitation, Jadeite gulped the liquid in one shot. She distorted her expression when she finally tasted its bitterness and even let out a yelp of disgust. But then, she realized that the antidote was of the same taste as the Avanase.

Drago jumped up with seemingly superhuman speed, ripping his IVs out of his arm. Madchen marveled at him, standing outside the ambulance none the worse for wear. Just a few minutes ago, he was dying, now he was fine. “How?” she stuttered. Drago pulled her into a rough embrace, crashing his lips onto hers, “I’ve had the antidote before, part of it was still in my bloodstream,” He huffed breathlessly as he pulled away.”Even so, little girlfriend,” he smiled weakly, “You saved me.That was a brave thing to do, thank you!”

Annette had changed from her makeup and dress, she was looking normal again. As we drew closer, Jan opened the door, and Annette held my hand. “I don't think the antidote is working.” I groaned. “Everett, you took minutes before using the antidote. It would take some time for you to heal. It's wolf’s bane, remember?” She said to me. Volker and Jan helped me up the carriage, and I sat weakly on the chair. Annette sat next to him and placed her hand on his thigh.

Thought he might finally see the truth. Then his hand went to his pocket. My stomach dropped. "No, this can't be happening." He pulled out a vial, small, glass, filled with something that shimmered silver in the light. I knew what it was the second I saw it. An antidote. Lila must have given it to him ahead of time, just in case her plan went wrong. "Marcus, don't!" I shouted, but my voice got lost in the noise. He uncorked it and shoved it against Lila's mouth, forcing the liquid down her throat. She choked on it, her whole body jerking, but he held her still until she'd swallowed every drop.

He stopped abruptly and looked at me with his expression heavy with words unsaid. “N….no sir, I don’t” he stammered. “How do we get it?” Andre asked impatiently, having no intention to go back and forth with him and Mattew straightened his shoulders and said; “That is the problem, for an antidote can only been concocted from the poison—the Crystal” Mattew replied. I heard Hanni gasped in shock and I don’t need telling of severity of the situation, but luckily, the moon goddess was on our side for we had acquired a specimen of the poison earlier.

And at the center— A vial. Dark red liquid. Almost black. Luca nudged it toward me. “Closest we’ve gotten to an antidote,” he said, voice low, steady. “It counteracts most of the venom’s effects. But it’s not strong enough.” I stared at it. Something itched in the back of my mind. Familiar. Too familiar. I grabbed a page, scanning the ingredients. Stopped. My stomach twisted. “You’re using monkshood,” I muttered.

Amidst punches and kicks I realize he's not fighting back. “Wait..” he groans and I hit him again. The gods knew I was certainly not waiting around to be killed. He lunges and pulls himself by the window. Then he flips off his cloak while I'm almost making another hit. I stop mid attack and almost stagger back from shock and fear. Did the antidote also contain hallucinative effects? For the seconds that followed, I thought I was seeing a ghost until he stood straight groaning and cleaning the blood from his lips.

I shift back into my human form and collapse to my knees on the ground, gasping for air. “Drink this.” Dorian’s hand appears beside me. “This is the only antidote I have left. Never fight parasite soldiers again. Otherwise, you will become one of them.”