Shalltear - Meaningfully Damaged

Having decided that, she thrust the flying bottle away with one hand. The impact caused a red liquid to splash out of the open mouth and wet Shalltear’s skin.

There shouldn’t have been anything but a faint pain.

But for a moment, Shalltear’s mind went completely blank. Her thirst for blood went right out the window. She stared dumb-struck at the place the pain had radiated from. It was the hand with which she had brushed away the bottle. From the spot the liquid had landed came a pungent smell and wisps of smoke.

She moved her eyes to look at the ground, at the bottle lying there. A faint but pleasant aroma came from its open mouth. She had seen containers like this many times before. It was a potion used often in the Great Tomb of Nazarick, probably a Minor Healing Potion. Undead took damage from healing items. That’s why her skin had melted slightly.

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Volume 3, Chapter 2.4