Warg (Part 2)
Lith's eyes were brimming with mana, but not because he was angry. He was staring at the steaming plates in front of him with Life Vision to make sure no one had spat in his food or beverage.
There was only a brief time window before saliva became invisible even to his magical perception. The waitress had no idea what was happening, so the scene made her quiver.
"I'll take that one, thanks." He said to a second waitress as he switched the tray she was carrying with the one in front of him. Lith had ordered the house specials because it made it much easier to replace them without notice.
"Tell whoever 'spiced' my food that they need a Healer fast, or they will not live long enough to see Spring. I advise throwing away the stuff on that tray, if you don't want to spread the disease." Lith lied through his teeth.