"Interesting…," Baronar muttered as he looked at his defeated image kneeling in front of Barca after he lost their duel. "Although there are some minor differences here and there, my fight with Barca decades ago had the same outcome. The slow-acting mage poison was a nice touch.
"That Baby Slime of yours was quite bold to add that to my drink. Now I no longer feel sorry for dragging you here in the Spirit World. At least I get to see something interesting."
The Great Orc Shaman rubbed his chin as he watched the events unfold right before his eyes.
Lux rolled his eyes at the shameless Orc who had drugged him against his will. The only saving grace was that his Baby Slime had not accompanied him when he went to have a private chat with the Great Orc Shaman.
'Fortunately, I left Eiko with Grandma Annie,' Lux thought. 'I don't know what she would have done if she saw me lose consciousness after drinking that fruit juice.'