Jessie had lost consciousness just before the blast, and because of that, she failed to escape the impact.
Her shield activated just as the shockwave approached. For the first time, it reacted visibly—fissures spreading across its surface—before it began healing itself.
Though the damage was blocked, the momentum from the blast sent her flying backward through the air.
Ash ignored his system screen and rushed to her side. He had resistance to poison, but for her, it was a different case. The earlier poison attacks had already slowed her movements, dulling her body's reactions. Now, she lay twitching on the ground, her vitality slipping away.
She was unconscious, her breathing shallow and fading. No one understood poison better than Ash—he had both killed and survived through it. It was the most silent and efficient death imaginable when used correctly. By the time one realized they were dying, it was already too late.
He drew his short blade and made a small cut on his thumb.
