Chapter 587: Chapter 587 Chaos [4]

Of course, Michael wasn't fine. His body hissed where the venom had splashed across his skin, as though acid clung to him.

Angry welts smoldered across his arms and shoulders, faint smoke curling from the wounds. The lion's spears had burned him deeply, leaving patches of skin blackened and seared.

Every movement sent shocks of pain through his frame.