The sky began to dim, the gray clouds hanging heavier. Sam was still lying under the protection of the boulder, his breathing now sounding quieter, but suddenly-
"Huurghkk!"
Sam bent over suddenly, his body shaking violently as he vomited dark purple liquid onto the ground beside him. A spontaneous cry escaped Viviane's mouth.
"Sam! Oh my, he's vomiting!"
Adora immediately knelt by his side, holding Sam's unsteady body. "Take a breath! Sam, focus on me! Look at me!"
"Huurghk! Huh, It's cold," muttered Sam weakly, before his body shook again and he vomited his guts out again.
"Any blood?" asked Eric quickly.
Adora observed Sam's vomit, her face hardening. "No, no. But it smells weird-like rotten fermentation."
Viviane began to cry softly. "She's going to die, She's going to die!"
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