"Finally finished," I said myself as I vaporized the sweat that appeared on my forehead.

I had filled Miss Constance's body with strings; there are thousands and thousands of strings reaching every part of her. I had never created so many strings inside someone.

Even when I harvest Grimm Monsters, they have seven to eight times fewer strings inside them than miss Constance. 

I am giving my all healing her; if I could further increase the string in her, I would, but unfortunately, it is my limit which I hope would be enough to deal with poison to stabilize her condition.

Now that I had spread the strings throughout her whole body, it is time to begin the real work I called 'Fishing.'

I am going to release a very tiny bit of healing through my strings which would attract the poison. Not all of it, which is why I had released only a small amount of energy; if I wanted to attract all of it, I would blast my strings with healing energy.

I don't think my strings, even with runes, would able to handle the full power of poison; they will crush under it.

My plan of stabilizing her condition is simple, release a small amount of healing energy at the bait, and when a large amount of poison attacks, extract it and store it into the formation on top of the coffin.

The plan may seem simple, but it is extremely dangerous, the strings of coffin connected to my hands, and I have to be extremely careful not to let it come inside me.

There is no guarantee that my powerful runes would able to deal with it, and once it started to spread inside me, I would die way before my patient would.

After taking a deep breath, I released a tiny amount of healing energy through my strings, and what happened next is completely blown my mind.

'Roar!' 

I felt like I had heard the roar from the poison as every bit of poison present in Miss Constance came at my strings roaringly. The poison left what it was doing and came at my strings with a vengeance.

My heart skipped a beat seeing that; I could not believe this is happening. I had intentionally released a very tiny amount of healing energy, but it seemed like it did not matter once the poison seed healed energy; even in a tiny amount, it will go for it.

The huge amount of poison crashed against my vines, and the next second, I started to bleed from my eyes, nose, and ears; the pressure of the poison was too great.

"Let Go!" I heard a raspy voice said. Miss Constance could clearly see what is happening in her body and could tell how much trouble I am and wanted me to let go to save myself.

There is no way in hell I am going to let go; this moment is no worse than life and death battle, and I fight life and death battles; I did not run away from them, as long as I have the tiniest chance of winning.

It was a great time to test the resiliency of my strings; they had consumed many powerful bloodlines and gone through my many upgrades; let's see how they fare against this terrifying poison.

With a crazy bloody smile on my face, I activated the runes. Let the poison came at me; I will suck bastard and covert it into the rose, I had done it many times, and this time too will not be much different.

The poison came crushing at strings wanting to crush them, but they held on against its power, and extraction runes started doing their magic, sucking up a tiny bit of powerful poison every moment.

From inside Miss Constance's body, thick green poison, as if it is liquid, begins to come out through the vines and store inside the formation on the coffin below my palm; the formation is strangely in the shape of a rose.

As thick green poison started filling the formation, the clear shape of the rose begins to reveal itself.

My strings are faring better than I had imaged against the poison; they may look like they will get crushed the moment under the power of poison, but they are extremely tensile, that no matter how much poison attacked them, they remained fine.

Seeing my creation contending against the powerful Tyrant poison energy, I couldn't help but feel proud.

If Micheal had opened his eyes and looked down right now, he would have seen the utterly shocked face of Constance Mars, who is looking at Micheal as if he is some kind of Demon.

Chew Chew

I was looking at my strings dealing with poison with an ecstatic smile on my face when suddenly Ashlyn chirped in my mind, telling me of the news that I had been dreading to hear.

One of the Grimm Monsters, the Greystone Rhinoman, to be specific, is coming toward my direction; in few seconds, it will reach it.

Hearing the news, I stopped healing for a moment before continuing. Whether it will discover me or not changed nothing for my healing, I will continue to heal my patient. 

If it discovers me, I will stop, and if it did not, then I will continue to heal my patient to the best of my ability.

In just a few seconds, it appeared right above the crater where I am healing. Its huge grey body is clearly visible above me, and I could even see the stone sword in its hand, which it is ready to attack the moment the enemy discovered.

I could feel its soul's sense spreading, and soon it covered the crater and area around it. 

Suddenly a small frown appeared on its face, and its soul sense deepened; seeing that my head skipped a beat; while I continued healing, but half of my focus is on the Rhinoman above me.

The dens soul sense scanned, and when it did not find anything strange in few seconds, the frown on its face had eased, and I heaved a sigh of relief, but the next moment, my eyes widened in shock.

BANG!

The sword in its hand became a blur, and a grey arc came out of its sword, which struct on the ground, creating a huge cleave; that cleave was just a hundred meters away from the crater.

If it had been any closer, it would have affected the plates, and the illusion would have blown up, and that time nobody would have been able to save me from the blade of Elite Grimm Monster.