The training room was silent, the stone walls lined with faintly glowing runes that pulsed with ambient mana. Damon rolled the saliva across his palm, eyes narrowing as he channeled his will into it.
He had first noticed his control over it when he was fighting that kid Necro God. He seemed to have some control over his loogi just like how he had control over his blood. It had something to do with using poison element or the poison essence.
He wasn't all that familiar with the element and first activated all of his recent poison skills to get a feel for it. A faint green haze shimmered across his palm as [Toxic Breath] stirred to life, acrid fumes curling between his fingers. He then used Poison Burst, Decay, and all his skills one after the other.
