I Know! He's Been Absorbing Magic Potions Through His Rectum All Along!

After taking a deep breath, the weakened Byron staggered and nearly collapsed.

Greenfire hurried over to support him. "What's wrong?"

Byron held Evan's rectum in one hand, looking puzzled. "My minds are separated. Injuries sustained by the other one shouldn't leave me like this."

Then his gaze fell on the rectum in his hand, and his eyes widened. "Wait. Let me smell it again!"

He raised the rectum to his nose and took another deep sniff.

Greenfire's eye twitched. Has splitting his mind messed with his sexual preferences too?

Why is he so obsessed with this guy's rectum?

Arkham's rectum may have some issues, but does he have to be this perverse about it?

While Greenfire was still trying to make sense of it, Byron took one more sniff and dropped onto his backside.

Shock and excitement seized him. "Just as I thought! Just as I thought!"

"Arkham is a genius among fools and a fool among geniuses!"

Seeing Byron sprawled there, Greenfire asked, "What exactly did you find?"

Pale-faced, Byron gripped the swollen rectum. "Didn't you notice anything about this rectum during the dissection?"

Greenfire raised an eyebrow. "I did. The scent of magic potions was incredibly strong throughout his digestive tract."

"Especially in his stomach..." Awe crept into Greenfire's voice.

"You'll understand when you see it. But what's unusual about the rectum?"

Byron struggled to his feet, as excited as if he had discovered the New Continent. "We always thought Armitage had left him some treasure that let him defeat one powerful enemy after another."

"But we were wrong. The key to his victories was this section of rectum!"

Greenfire blinked, baffled. "You mean he used his looks..."

"By selling his ass...?"

Byron snapped at him. "What are you talking about?"

"I'm starting to wonder about your sexual