The Power Enthusiast

MINERVO 105: Poison

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Lizzie continued to laugh loudly, making the birds that gathered in the trees so fly in all directions in surprise at the sound of laughter. "You!" Although Lizzie is currently lying on the ground, she can still see Abbas with his head tilted. "It's gonna die soon!"

Abbas gasped, as did Paul and Isabella. The three of them did not understand why Lizzie suddenly laughed madly while saying that Abbas would soon die, what does that mean? Didn't his attack just now not hurt Abbas at all? Then why is Lizzie acting so arrogant by saying such a thing?

"Don't joke!" Paul made a sound from his place, so exasperated at Lizzie's increasingly strange attitude. "You can't even stab Abbas properly, and now you're talking about Abbas dying soon? No kidding! Goddamn bum!"

"I'M NOT KIDDING!" Lizzie chimed in Paul's words with a very tempestuous tone. Slowly, Lizzie woke up her body lying on the ground, holding her scissors, so that she could stand perfectly. After his feet had managed to stand up straight, Lizzie began to say, while removing some of the sand, leaves, stalks, and dust stuck to his clothes.

"It looks like it failed. Yeah, I admit it. I failed to attack him! My attack did not hurt him at all! But, do you know," Lizzie displays her wicked snaps at Paul, Abbas, and Isabella. "There's a malignant toxin attached to the teeth of these scissors!" Lizzie showed the scissors that had pierced Abbas's chest in his left hand, swinging it around his index finger. "If my attack doesn't hurt him! But these scissors have managed to touch the black man's skin! Which means!" Lizzie's grin became wider and more terrifying. "The poison has already seeped into his skin and is working to shut down all the organs in his body!" Lizzie stared intently at Abbas. "Your life is over! You won't be able to meet tomorrow! Because death will fetch you!"

As Paul was about to reply to Lizzie's annoying remark, Isabella immediately approached him and gently embraced his neck, then the sexy woman whispered in his ear. "Hold on, Paul" Isabella said convincingly. "If you show your anger, he'll be happy. I know, it must be pissed off, right? Hearing someone else talk that your friend is going to die soon. I'm the same. But, we can't be hooked, Paul." Isabella's whisper is getting smaller. "Do everything calmly and carefully. Remember it's fine."

When Isabella finished whispering it to Paul, suddenly Abbas coughed, incessantly, his coughing voice until it echoed in this quiet yard. "You all right!?" Isabella was visibly troubled to see Abbas coughing loudly. "You need water! Follow me!" Isabella immediately grabbed and pulled Abbas's right hand to take him somewhere, but, just a few steps away, the burly man forcibly removed the grip, and fell down. Isabella and Paul were shocked, and they ran to Abbas. When he saw it up close, it turned out that Abbas was vomiting fresh blood from his mouth, until the ground was flooded with puddles of red blood that smelled of rancid.

"I-uhuk! Uhuk!" Even his cough came back when Abbas was about to say something to Paul and Isabella, making his friends so restless to see that. Abbas's head became very dizzy, his body became hot, his face became pale, and his bones trembled. Abbas seems very critical. Paul and Isabella kept calling his name, but slowly the voices of his friends became faint. Not only hearing, his vision became unclear, the faces of Paul and Isabella who were present in front of him, so it looked blurry. And the top part is when everything becomes painful, even to breathe it feels really painful. Until finally, Abbas could not hold it any longer, causing his body to collapse just in front of Paul and Isabella, his head sinking in a pool of his own blood.

"You!" Paul growled, patting Isabella on the shoulder, leaning on her to stay there, guarding Abbas' body. While Paul himself, preparing to come to Lizzie who was having fun, he could not bear to beat the tomboy's face, at least one chastisement on his right cheek, one chastisement on his left cheek, and one chastisement on his left cheek, one chastisement on his forehead, and one chastisement on his chin. At least that's what Paul wanted. Therefore, he seemed lustful as he walked, at each step, there was a general grudge, which could not be expressed in words, so hateful. "Stop that laugh! ********! You've made me very angry!"

Hearing that, Lizzie grinned happily. "This is what I want!" Lizzie raised her chin proudly. "Watching you getting hurt because one of your friends was killed by me!" Lizzie waved her right hand at Paul. "Come here. Come quickly! Show me your face filled with hatred, resentment, and suffering!"

"Paul! Calm yourself!" Isabella exclaimed as she dragged Abbas' body to lie in the shade and safety. "Remember what I said! You can't be rash! Your opponent is not just anyone! Even though she's a girl, she's a hit man! You must be careful to face it!"

"I KNOW! GODDAMN SHIT!" Paul replied to the cries of Isabella. "Without you remind me, I know that he's a hit man!" After arriving right in front of Lizzie, Paul displays his savage face like a lion ready to hit its prey. While Lizzie, featuring a wide grin that seems evil, like a lioness who is good at hunting prey. "You're the most annoying person I've ever found in my life!" Paul gritted his jaw in a rage. "Even my students, don't aggravate you! GODDAMN SHIT!"

Isabella managed to drag Abbas' body - who either fainted or died - under a shady tree. Now, Abbas was lying limp in Isabella's lap, the gray hair of the burly man was seen shining in the sunlight that entered through the cracks of the leaves. Isabella gently rubbed Abbas's gray hair while singing the usual bedtime song to put the baby to sleep. Her voice was very smooth and soft, Isabella was good at singing.

"You've been petting other people's hair, right?" lirih Isabella with a faint smile on the face of Abbas who was being closed. "Then it's someone else's turn to do it for you." Isabella stroked Abbas's hair slowly. "I'm sure, all your life, you've never felt how warm it was when your hair was being stroked by someone else. And I'm sure, too" Isabella's smile grew as she continued. "You won't die that easily just from being attacked by a poison. You think so too, don't you, Abbas? Then fight."