The Poison For Kuzco Quote Novels & Stories

"Dragon Poison?" Dragon Poison was a magical potion made from the essence extract of a dragon's breath, discovered by the ancestors of the Aleverdeus sorcerer clan. Anyone affected by the poison would be burned by invisible, eternal flames. Apparently, Vincent had been trying to study it again and created the weapon to attack Julius at the right moment. Adro turned to Vizo, who ran with him. "I’ll protect him from below! You watch for attacks from above!" "Aye." Vizo nodded.

"I just found out recently. Taking what someone cherishes the most can be disastrous,it could drive one insane" "My mom doesn't Cherish me",I said challenging him. "She doesn't. But she Cherishes the money you make for her, which when she looses, she'd almost go insane!,that's what I want" "Where is your heart Mr Zuoka?",I asked staring at him. "The bullet in this gun is poisoned too, dipped into a plate of poison. The poison would eat your brains first. And as for my heart?...well,every side of it is filled with darkness, and floating round that darkness is a desire,a burning dark desire"

said Kiara and pushed the doctors away . Kiara's voice out of the door could be clearly heard from inside . " Kiara ! " said Eskylrious who rushed at the door . " Eskylrious ! I ask of you to trust me this time only . " said Kiara looking at him with a sincere expression . " Your highness , the so-called antidote that she has to n her hands is a mixture of poisonous plants . If the queen drinks that , is the same as killing her instantly . " said the doctor .

” He cautioned. Jazell's blue eyes remained unfazed. “I would rather die than watch the King of Decreash be put to eternal slumber by a poisoned wine; what a shame it would be.” Jazell retorted. “Then prove yourself, Jazell…” Vashi said, rising slowly to her feet, her siren green eyes peering at Jazell. “Drink the wine.” Jazell turned to glare at Vashi, then scoffed. “I just told you the wine is poisoned, and you will have me drink it? A food tester will do the honors.” Jazell fired back, a satisfying smirk tugged at the corner of her lips.

"... Drink it this time, and you'll get better." Her warm and gentle voice echoed in his ears, making him reluctantly open his mouth to swallow the foul-tasting liquid. It was so bitter that it might have made others nauseous. "Draco, you promised me you'd stay with me forever. Have you forgotten?" Draco could hardly respond. The gray-robed person turned their head forcefully, "Didn't you say that if you could eliminate some of the toxins from the poison, you could save him?"

I tell them with a snarky grin, “the trouble with you assholes is you always need a plan. When the real answer is, just do it.” My voice is a lot stronger than I expect it to be. The pain’s growing by the minute, even though we’re no longer moving across the rough terrain. At least now, I can drink the potion and feel like myself again. Relief settles over my aching body as I watch Kian close the jar and give it a couple of good shakes to ensure the sap is all mixed in. But on the heels of my relief, I can sense another poison attack coming. Kian passes the jar to Frost first, who’s standing across from us. He sniffs the liquid, examines it, then chugs half of it down in one go.

since Regulus was already inside the mansion , Rubeus can only hope that Robin and his father will explain the situation to him . " She is fine for the time being " at his elder brother 's inquisitive gaze , Robin answered the question,about which Rubeus was so worried " Its a slow acting poison, with my magic I have slowed it even down but we still need to catch the person who had this poison made by their mana , without it , the antidote can't be made and I don't think Chelsea will like being trapped inside that cocoon for long " " Don't worry we will catch the culprit and if I can than woe betide, Lord Perez will be answering me !" said Lord Kaisen, glowering at thin air .

It was the punchline to a joke I had been the butt of, for who knows how long. A sound left my lips not a sob, but a short, sharp puff of air, almost a laugh. The laugh of someone who has just seen the final, undeniable proof of their own foolishness. I was the one wailing over spilled milk, while he was already at a different bar, drinking a fresh pint and joking with his friends about the mess left behind. The pain didn’t vanish, but it crystallized. It hardened from a weeping cloud into a sharp, clear lump of truth lodged in my chest. This photo was the gift Eleanor hadn’t offered,the gift of seeing him clearly, without the filter of my own longing.

“Everything worth drinking is poison in one way or another, kitten.” Sage crosses his arms over his chest. “Don’t tell me this is how you plan to die? You are so suicidal.” “Trust me, kitten, when you have nothing left to live for and nothing to lose, poison becomes medicine.” The words strike Sage harder than they should. “Perhaps you should think again,” he mutters, but moves quickly when Rowan snorts and tries to reach for the glass of wine; Sage snatches it off the table.

"And I want to know why I had to use real poison to tranquilize you" "Did you just say real poison?!" Shiro asked in tone of discomfort. "well yeah" Lucas replied, realizing the information he had just leaked. The tension between them increased in the silence, and Lucas had to break it with "you're still alive so there's no problem, look on the bright side, you're immune to poison" There was an awkward silence for a while, then Shiro laughed little and said "I thought that 'Lucas the Inquisitor' always knew about his targets" and the silence became more awkward for a few extra seconds.