"Poison is life, and poison is death. Poison is silent, and poison is loud."
He felt like he understood them… and yet couldn't fully grasp them.
Serene lifted her teacup again and took a quiet sip, letting the silence settle while Alex processed her words.
After a little while, Alex came back to his senses and looked toward her with wide eyes—eyes that quietly urged her to continue.
She smiled softly and set her teacup down on the table.
Her voice came again, low and whisper-like, echoing off the walls, crawling over them like serpents.
"Your other questions—the nature of poison and how to control it—are connected."
She paused, locking eyes with him.
"The nature of any element depends on the person. An element will respond to you if you can grasp even a single perspective of its essence. Like I said earlier—poison can kill, but it can also save. It all depends on your understanding. It's about which side of the coin you choose to see."
