Page 55 of I Ran Away to Evil 3
“I guess we have to do this the hard way.” The woman pulled out a poison vial from her pocket and uncorked the lid.
Julian wasn’t the biggest fan of dying, but he was used to it. Over the years, he’d needed to be resurrected countless times by his party members while exploring the North. And his mother didn’t hold to Sumbrian inheritance laws, so dying here wouldn’t affect his title.
The only real problem he had with her poisoning him was thetypeof poison she held in her hand. If it was what it looked like …
“Now, hold still.” She smiled at her own joke and dumped the bottle onto Julian’s head.
[You have been affected by the Skill:Watcher of Fate. Time until effect wears off 00:00:11]
She smiled and tossed aside the bottle—then spun around to catch a knife before it stabbed her in the back. She promptly dodged two more and ducked a flying axe. The weapon sailed past Julian’s cheek, barely missing him.
John had arrived, but it was too late.
The moment the blonde woman looked away, [Watcher of Fate] had ended early, and he was hit by a new notification.
[You have been poisoned byKazil. You are now a Frog. Health 10/10. Mana 1/1. Skill:Hopping.]
Julian shrank.
“Someone catch that frog!” a voice that sounded remarkably like Chloe shouted from afar.
The frog looked up.
There was a beautiful woman standing right in front of him. Her blonde hair was like the sun, and her blue eyes were like the calmest water in a very welcoming pond.
He hopped toward her.
She reached for him, but a strange dirt wall shot up between them. He protested as loud as he could and tried to jump over it, but it stretched up into the sky. High overhead, the woman was flying on white feathered wings. Like an angel.
Strong hands wrapped around him. “Got you!”
He struggled to get away as water suddenly got poured onto his back. As fast as Julian had become a frog, the antidote turned him back into a half elf. He landed on the ground.
It took a second to steady himself.
Overhead, attacks followed after the woman. Thecelestial.
“[Soul Bind].”
“[Holy Arrow].”
“[Wind Blade].”
Only [Wind Blade] managed to hit her, but it barely slowed her down. She flew west and then dropped out of sight. Hana ran past Julian, Wendy on her heels.
“DON’T LET HER GET AWAY!” Chloe arrived last, her own physical abilities limited without a fast-travel skill.
The necromancer’s eyes turned into pools of black, and she dropped to one knee. Inky tendrils of darkness that burst out of her and spread in all directions, searching the carriages and stretching into the buildings nearby.
“Please be here,” she whispered, her eyes unseeing. “Please, please, please—”
At this rate, she was going to give herself mana burn, so Julian dragged himself to his feet.
“Chloe. Chloe, it’s all right.” He put a hand on her shoulder. “Julia’s escaped—”
“She did?” The necromancer’s spell broke, and she looked up at him with regular eyes full of tears. “She’s alright?”
Julian hesitated to say as much when he himself didn’t know, but then, John interrupted. “Julia was just found at the palace. She’s fine.”
