The chestnut-haired woman noticed the black mist surrounding Leo, and her hair rose on end.
The pain in her back vanished under a surge of adrenaline. She crawled toward the door but collapsed halfway, clawing at her neck for air.
Leo hadn't gotten closer to her and she was already reacting to the poison in the air.
Grace shook her head with a sigh and wrapped a green dome around herself as she watched; the rest of the staff stayed silent, daring not to breathe too loud.
Leo walked toward her, the mist around him swirling with a will of its own, crunching as it moved. He lifted her by the chin, the black haze drilling into her ears, nose, and mouth.
She paled, trembling like she was suffering from seizures, and blood began streaming down from where the mist drilled into.
"Hh…help…uh…" she gasped, but searing pain tore through her insides, forcing her to cough up black blood.
