Barely a Fight
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bby yelled furiously when she saw her father take a dagger to the stomach.
Jake flew back and landed on the ground nearly a hundred meters away, a bit surprised at the speed at which the blast of space mana had reached him. He hadn’t really taken any damage from it, but he had to admit that it did hurt a little.
Standing up straight, he saw Donald also get to his feet again. His wound looked like it hurt a lot, but Jake knew it wasn’t fatal. He hadn’t coated his dagger in either poison or his blood before attacking, meaning it only infected him with the innate poison found within Venomfang. Not to speak ill of his favorite dagger, but honestly, the venom sucked compared to any of the toxins tied to his profession.
If Donald had known these thoughts, he would have chew
