The taste of this thing is quite awful, but it works well. Murphy quickly felt the toxin that had been stopping his self-healing and making him constantly weak begin to dissipate.
Coughing up black blood, he looked at Triss, who was hesitant to speak. Under his inquisitive gaze, the Blood Vulture Duke still told him about the current situation.
"Blackflame Mountain Pass is done for."
Murphy was surprisingly calm, as if this result was not unexpected. He wiped the black blood from his lips and said:
"Just as I expected, there's no such thing as an invincible fortress. The term 'impregnable' became a standing flag the moment it was spoken. Send me over, Triss, we'll be very busy from now on."
As he spoke, he began to put on his ranger armor, but Triss stopped him. The Crimson Witch reached out to touch the shallow scar on Murphy's chest.
She said:
"Your self-healing has returned; why not let it fully heal? A scar is unsightly."
"I'm just learning from you."
