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    <span style="font-weight:400">As the purpleish energy entered Tomoka’s eye she could feel it fighting her own energies. The chakra construct in her eyes began madly biting the tiny amount of energy as it reformed into a snake.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The snake, like a slippery eel, moved around avoiding Tomoka’s chakra construct as it wreaked havoc wherever it went. Because of this Tomoka’s cheeks were stained with blood as her eyes began to bleed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Would you look at that, I was right…this hurts a lot’


    <span style="font-weight:400">[Then why aren’t you stopping!? Are you a masochist or something?] Kurama’s lips were twitching as he saw Tomoka taking in more and more of the purplish energy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘No, I am not a masochist. However, I am sure my body is far more resilient and adaptable than Kumoki’s. Healing her could be useful for the future.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">As Tomoka continued to take more and more of the nasty energy the energy snake grew in size. However, unlike what Kurama expected, instead of dealing more damage to Tomoka it dealt less. Her body was hard at work using the abundance of natural energy around to heal itself.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The more damage the snake dealt, the more Tomoka had to heal and the more her body would adapt. It took a while but at some point the snake’s nimble movements through the girl''s body became rough and arduous. As if it was trying to swim through tar.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘See I was right. It won’t be long until I get rid of this thing.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">[Maybe but you look like shit right now.] The fox had a point. Tomoka’s eyes were bloodshot to the point her sclera looked scarlet red. Her eyes, nose, ears, and mouth had bled a river. Some segments of Tomoka’s skin had a poisonous shade of purple to it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Meh, minor wound, I will be as good as good in a while.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">[And I am the one that is called a monster.] Kurama, couldn’t help but sigh at the unfairness of the world.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Not minding the fox’s words any longer, Tomoka could do nothing but resist the urge to scream her lungs out from the pain she was under. Thankfully the energy snake wouldn’tst much longer as her Kinagan’s energy construct began tearing into it. A whileter Tomoka had finally destroyed and absorbed the damned thing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘I sure hope this has made me more resilient to poisons. Otherwise I will be very angry’


    <span style="font-weight:400">[You did this to yourself so there is nobody else to me.]


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘That is where you are wrong foxy. If the inte has taught me anything, it is that there is always someone you can me if you try hard enough.’ Saying this Tomoka couldn’t help but remember some of her memories.


    <span style="font-weight:400">In the past she had been criticized a lot for an invention that was meant to be used for peaceful methods. How was she supposed to know that a portable high powerser fueled by a high power energy generator of her design would be used as a weapon when it was meant for use in the medical field? Yes, it could st through a ten inch thick te of steel at its maximum output but that was besides the point.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Having finished going down memoryne, Tomoka used her chakra to check her body’s condition. As expected all wounds had been healed. Not only that but she realized a simr energy to that of the snake was now flowingzily through her body. If she had to guess, Oditomnia had not only adapted her to resist the energy but even produce it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Tomoka-sama, are you alright?” Kumoki for her part felt great. That damned poison had been wreaking havoc in her body for thest century. Now that she was freed from its influence she felt like dancing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I am fine, though I must admit I would rather not do that again.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Certainly. Either way, you have my utmost and deepest gratitude. If you ever need my assistance I will heed your call, this I promise.” It was the least Kumoki could do for the one that rid her of that torture. It wouldn’t have killed her, nor would it havested forever. However, at the rate her body was getting rid of it she would need to deal with it for another four hundred years or so.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then I will count on you. With that said, it''s about time I take my leave. After All, I have ces to be, people to kill, the usual.”