He just patted on Rayan's shoulders, while gently pushing him away. When he looked into his eyes, he found that he was very weak, with a white face that seemed it wasn't from the effect of just losing his consciousness.
"What's wrong with you?" Arthur asked, with much concern. Just before Rayan could say anything, he coughed, strongly coughed, then a gush of blood sprayed over his palm. Just as he coughed blood, his body turned suddenly soft, as his eyes rolled up, and he again lost consciousness, falling heavily on the ground.
However Arthur was faster and managed to catch him. he glanced at the leader with ruthless cold eyes as he suddenly shouted:
"Make way now, and find me that damn shaman or whatever who healed him!"
The words and threat of Arthur were met with a nod from the leader, who hurriedly ordered:
"Make way now, and bring me that shaman, now!"
As the leader gave the order, his mages all made way for Arthur to move inside, carrying the extremely played Rayan in his hands, running with his fastest speed towards the nearest tenth, while his mages were running after him.
Things seemed not to end here for them, as what happened to Rayan suddenly started to happen to a couple more of Arthur's mages. They started coughing blood, before they lost their consciousness, falling heavily on the ground.
Arthur heard the ruckus outside, and just from it he managed to spot the issue here.
"So it's an airborne poison! Very scary!!"
He muttered as more mages started to show the same signs of this poison, including his mages, and the leader's mages.
"Hurriedly, put them all in one place, and isolate others from them!" the leader mistook this as a contagious plaque, spreading in his camp, which made Arthur hurry to correct him:
"No, it's not contagious, it's spread in the air."
"Spread in the air! I never heard of something like this!" the leader replied with some aggression, as this simple decision would determine the fate of his men.
"Just believe me, make everyone take their caution and cover their faces with any strab of clothes soaked in water," Arthur started to give instructions, ignoring the fact that he wasn't the leader here, "also send someone to Cesile, we need her back here, as she might be the only one able to help us."
When the leader heard Cesile name, and Arthur proposition to ask her for help, he swallowed all the harsh words he was preparing for Arthur, as he turned to outside the tent, and started shouting on his men.
"Arrange everyone in this tent, and everyone find a piece of cloth, soak it with water, and cover your faces with it. it's poison that spreads in the air."
"But leader," one of his main trusted subordinates was about to object, when the leader shouted again, venting his frustration at him:
"Just do as I say! And send our fastest flying pet, we need to catch up with Lady Cesile and ask her to come here and help."
Just saying the name of Cesile solved any objection inside his men. At once, everyone started to act as he said, and Arthur's mages started to do the same.
Arthur knew a thing or two about airborne poison, as it was a very rare, very dangerous type of poison that could exterminate a whole sect sleeping in their beds!
He knew any airborne poison that had some enmity was water, as water dissolved it, and it was made initially by drying up the water from the main component of the poison.
Controlling the poison spread was a thing, and counter fighting it was another. Arthur just tried to check Rayan's body, which was getting colder with each passing minute. He knew this poison must have attacked the vital organs of his, but he didn't know what the nature of this poison was.
As far as he was concerned, this poison was inhaled, affecting the lungs directly, then heart, and after that it started to spread. What he didn't understand, though, was its rapid effect over Rayan, who was supposed to be a strong mage in his own terms.
Arthur then thought of the way Cesile used him to examine his strength. At once, he uncovered Rayan's chest to put his palm on it, but to be met with a surprise, a thing that made him be startled for a moment, before hurriedly covering his chest while his palm was kept on it.
"Interesting," he muttered, softly without any loud tone, as he started to circulate his inner energy, trying to send a wisp of it into Rayan's body.
This technique was once used back in his world as a way to measure one's strength, and also a means to help cleanse cultivator's body from any harming materials, including poisons.
Though, and he was already aware of that, this technique was rude, with some limitations to it, making it unable to cure the strong poisons, like this one here.
However it could greatly help to reduce the side effects of it, at least stop the current deterioration of Rayan. Arthur also hoped for him to determine the source of this poison and its nature. Any information was useful till Cesile came back, and then she might have a solution for that.
As he injected a wisp of his energy inside Rayan's body, he started to make it circulate inside his. He had some connection with his wisp, and he just hoped he could support Rayan's body and try to find anything useful in the process.
As he was doing that, his energy entered the bloodstream of Rayan's chest, heading directly towards his heart, and then towards his body. Just as he approached the heart, a fierce bite welcomed his wisp, crushing it in a violent move, making him feel some pain inside his body, even though he had a slight shock to the back.
He opened his eyes, and glanced at the poisoned Rayan, feeling somehow lost in thoughts. This attack felt quite familiar, yet it wasn't. He didn't know when he had experienced such a feeling before, and he had no time to adapt to it.
Rayan's condition was getting worse with each passing minute, however when he approached his bed, he noticed the place where he entered his energy through Rayan's chest, as his chest was now covered in black foul odored blood, completely soaking his clothes.
Arthur's eyes started to shine the moment he smelled that blood, as he softly muttered:
"The black mushroom queen poison, how the hell such a deadly poison be available here?"
This poison was something very famous back in his world, despite it wasn't an airborne poison, it was quite famous for being a time limited toxin.
If the victim wasn't cured within the first hour of contracting the poison, he or she would die no matter what! Very rare cultivators managed to exceed this time limit and slip by this death, and they all lived with crippled dantian afterwards.
"So I have around fifty minutes top to make the cure, this is quite challenging," he muttered, as he knew how to make an antidote for such poison, but it wasn't quite an easy feat to pull here.
"I'll have to make some use of you," he muttered as he darted rapidly outside the tent, searched for the leader of this camp at once, before hurriedly running towards him.
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