"Obeying Mister Prime Minister is your only way to live."

Just as Payton was still suspicious, Christopher called out loudly, "What are you waiting for? Surrender and submit to the Martial Alliance! Are you really not afraid of death?"

The sect masters' chests thudded at the words.

Whew!

Just then, Payton was the first to return to his senses. "Sect Masters. The Prime Minister has many tricks up his sleeves, and we must not succumb to them. I did a quick check just now, and my body feels perfectly fine. He was scaring us."

"We've got nothing to be afraid of since there are so many of us. Let's rush out of here."

Buzz!

As the final word rang through the air, Payton exploded his energy as he drew his long sword and charged toward the guards before him.

Payton was certain that he had not been poisoned and Yusof was merely scaring them. Yet he did not know that the poison in the wine was a new one he had just tried out last night called the 'Spiritgone Wisp'.

The poison was color