Syrin has been poisoned!
His face was white as snow,and his lips were purple,slowly losing their color.Gwen deliberately took hold of his hand,twitching at how frigid it was."I'm fine,"Syrin took a sharp intake of breath,letting out a dry cough and a clod of blood,spitting it out on the floor.
"You are not fine,"Gwen whispered,looking over at her parents who mirrored the same expression of worry."What are we going to do?"
"May I see,I know a few things about poisons"Luna Yaletha stepped forward,slowly taking hold of Syrin's hand,gawking at the black vein on his wrist that stretched up to his arm.She stared at it closely,instantly recognizing the dark magic as she trailed her finger on the black vein."This is done by a witch,"She disclosed and everyone gasped."A powerful one that
