Aksai raised his arm and focused.
He could feel it.
Inside that vein flowed a poison energy that felt very familiar. It was sharp, wild, and heavy, exactly like the poison minks he had just killed. Yet it was no longer hostile. It moved in harmony with his body, as if it had always been there.
"So this place rewards the hunters," Aksai muttered.
He clenched his fist.
The green vein reacted at once. A faint poison aura leaked from his skin before being pulled back in. There was no pain. No rejection. His body accepted the poison essence as its own.
Aksai relaxed his hand and let out a short breath.
"This inner sect space is for nurturing inner sect disciples."
Aksai lowered his arm and looked ahead into the dark land filled with glowing trees and poisonous mist. A slow smile appeared on his face.
"If that's the custom here," he said, "then I'll take everything it offers. I'm sure I will be able to find a good use for all the poison essence that I accumulate here."
