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- ‘Through my work, I create thousands of chemical compounds. In the majority of cases, their effectiveness can be applied, studied and determined through vat-grown means, but there are more potent mixtures that require a sturdier subject. Like you.’
- Bile paused, raising a finger. ‘Be forewarned – the compounds you will be ingesting are extremely formidable in nature. Take multiple doses of any of them in a short period and you will die. Mix the separate compounds or imbibe them simultaneously, and you will die.’
- ‘Hmm,’ Lucius grunted. ‘And all of these compounds that would kill me, they are your creations?’
- Bile straightened. ‘They are.’
- ‘And you take pride in their synthesis, I may assume?’
- ‘Yes,’ Fabius answered flatly.
- ‘Then for your sake,’ Lucius grinned, ‘I should hope they do not kill me.’
- ***
- Lucius: The Faultless Blade, III.V
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