It was primarily because Luke had seen it, but his body couldn't react in time. The purple orb struck Luke’s stomach with unerring accuracy. While it didn't look as imposing or as flashy as a Fireball, the moment it made contact, Luke’s insides turned a sickly shade of green from the toxin.
"Aaaah!"
A shrill, pig-like scream tore from Luke’s throat. This Boarman, known for his thick hide, was sent stumbling to the ground by the unassuming purple orb. He clutched his stomach, curled up like a boiled shrimp. Luke felt a searing heat where the orb had struck; his flesh was being corroded, his life force slowly draining away, and his consciousness beginning to fade.
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