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In truth, Marcus was most averse to Millie witnessing the extent of his agony—the sensation of being incapacitated by pain, reduced to helplessness.

This pain was venomous, akin to serpents and scorpions relentlessly rending at his wound. Despite his robust endurance and considerable vitality, he struggled to remain composed when the agony surged.

Marcus’ eyes flickered with contemplation. Rising to his feet, he approached the bookshelf and extracted a rectangular container. Revealing its contents, he disclosed a transparent vial housing a concoction.

“Have you readied the specialties I requested?” Marcus inquired. “Everything has been prepared,” Derek affirmed.

Observing the container’s contents, Derek gleaned Marcus’ intention.

Marcus intended to briefly quell the pain with this unique elixir. However, it wouldn’t effect a permanent remedy. It would merely offer transient respite, masking the severity of the wound for a limited duration while postponing the requisite treatment.

he recognized the futility of his efforts; Marcus wouldn’t

beheld the scene before her, her eyes doubting their

up with now stood before her, their sudden

momentarily stunned. Marcus approached,

reality before her. However, despite the authenticity of the scene, she

faint Hmm, she moved past Marcus and positioned the groceries on the

then gestured towards several sizable bags of walnuts in the

regional

personally selected

glanced at the bags of walnuts, her expression growing even chillier.