Your resistance to poison was directly tied to your Constitution.
The higher it was, the more your body could endure toxic effects without suffering real damage.
Because of that, someone like Emilia, whose Constitution was constantly multiplied by five thanks to her [Title], had almost nothing to fear from poison at this level.
Even so, the moment the panel appeared in front of her eyes, she didn't hesitate.
She quickly pulled out the [Poison Antidote] and gulped it down in one smooth motion.
"Just so you know," Leon said calmly, glancing at her as if the poison warning in front of him didn't exist at all, "this level of poison wouldn't have killed you."
"I know," Emilia replied with a small smile, "but status effects are bad. All of them. No exceptions."
"…Sure," Leon answered, not bothering to argue.
Poison didn't slow him down in the slightest.
