Gripped by fear, Marloka instinctively tried to dodge, while those around him stood frozen, still unaware of what had just happened. But Clayton moved far too quickly. Before Marloka could properly react, his body was already splashed with the blackish-green liquid.
Others nearby, equally clueless, were also hit by the mysterious substance.
Panicking, Marloka frantically tried to wipe the liquid from his body, as if he had touched something utterly horrifying. The people around him, witnessing his reaction, began to panic as well—rushing to clean the liquid off themselves.
After a moment, however, Marloka realized the substance wasn't actually harmful. He looked around and saw that everyone else appeared unharmed too.
Letting out a deep sigh of relief, Marloka turned to face Clayton, his expression sour. Meanwhile, Clayton stood smiling smugly, clearly pleased with himself.
"What's the meaning of this?" Marloka asked, his voice cold and serious.
