The yellow-green poisonous fog is something even a Holy Grail Knight cannot withstand for long, yet Laine appears unfazed. The Divine Chosen Champion immerses himself in the fog filled with corruption and poison, clutching the Goddess of Revenge with both hands as he charges directly at the Wound Master.
After a fierce battle, he finally carved a bloody path out of the Chaos Chosen Warriors surrounding him to reach this place.
"Ah, the sweet fragrance!" The Great Nurgle Demon takes a deep breath of the yellow-green poison mist; to it, the sweet and sticky fragrance in the air lifts its spirits, alleviating some of the pain on its body.
It simply cannot believe that Laine isn't affected by the poisonous fog. Besides the Father's children, no living creature can withstand the corrosive fog for long.
He's merely holding on out of sheer willpower.
