Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170504232541/@comment-31749612-20170506071318

Whiskey's vision would become blurry as he tries to look at Cecil.

Whiskey: "Pot... Po... Potion..."

Whiskey: "What the hell is happening..."

Whiskey: "It... Hurts..."

He clenches his chest, still trying to crawl away.