Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170103091405/@comment-28530195-20170310220402

As I spot the Aswang in pain I look around for the Tibacal: "TIME OUT! Wounded racer" I shout. I look at her. "The poison lethal?"

Laz inspects the wound. "Hmm...with several minutes I could familiarize myself with the toxin and develop an antidote, but this species biology is still primarily unknown to me, so it would take longer to apply." She mutters as she surveys the situation