William Cole felt a piercing pain in his neck as if someone was almost biting through his throat.
He grabbed Ricky Davis's hand with one hand while bending his body to brace his knee against Ricky's chest, preventing him from advancing any further.
William could even taste the flavor of fresh blood.
Just when he thought he was going to be bitten to death by Ricky Davis, suddenly, Ricky stopped and let go.
William Cole was stunned.
At that moment, Ricky Davis stepped back from William, the madness in his eyes dissipating somewhat. He looked at the injured William in shock, "Young Master Cole... you..."
William was surprised, "Captain Davis, you're alright?"
"Ah, I'm fine, what happened? I'm cured? What did I do?"
Ricky Davis had come to his senses, the confusion in his eyes replaced by the normal gaze of a human.
"What happened?"
"Ricky Davis is alright?"
"How can that be? He was bitten by a Sharkman, infected with Sharkman Poison, how can he be alright."