Peter agreed. "It's better to avoid trouble. He's a sneaky guy, we don't know what he might do if we pursue this any further."
Aaron nodded in agreement.
All of a sudden, John, who was sitting on the side, screamed in pain. He was losing his mind and even flipped over the table beside him.
Aaron stepped forward before anyone else even came back to their senses. He pressed two fingers on John's chest and started massaging.
John felt something was in his throat and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood was dark red in colour and when it hit the ground, it emitted white smoke. It even looked like an illusion.
After John spat out the blood, he immediately felt much better. However, he was exhausted and promptly fell asleep.
Aaron looked at the black blood on the ground, he was deep
