(This is a work of fiction some ideas may not be logically proved in reality but according to technology and science, anything can happen as this story is set in the far future. Other than that, it’s all from my imagination.)
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“This man is mad! The poison is mild? Look at you, in so much pain and it's been only 5 minutes since you got bitten!” Owen shouted.
"Keep your voice down! And it's really not that bad, okay." Rylan loosely gripped Owen's shoulder to shush him.
They needed the weakened venom from Larry or they needed the actual blood from the parent organism. But the process to make the weak venom was far too long and time was what they lacked. “Did the crazy bastard not complete the anti-dote? Don’t tell me he died too?
