Chapter 779: Amnesty

Daven Walker pricked her fingertip with a needle and took a drop of blood to examine. After a moment, he produced the Medicine God's Whip and his pill furnace, and began refining a pill on the spot. In just a few minutes, he refined a pellet the size of a marble and handed it to her to swallow. The woman had been a hair's breadth from death and was past fearing Daven's motives. She tilted her head back and swallowed it in one go. As the pill hit her stomach, the ashen gray leaching across her...