Adalricus calmly worked on finalizing a poison he’d been developing. It was tricky work but still within his skill set to accomplish in a reasonable amount of time. The bactrachotoxin serum had been harvested from the skin of the tiny Golden poison dart frog from Colombia. The toxin worked by attacking the nerves, opening their sodium channels and causing paralysis, essentially shutting off the entire body’s ability to communicate with itself. There is no known antidote and death comes very quickly. "Which makes it perfect for my needs.’ Adalricus mused as he dripped the poison into the cauldron one drop at a time until the brew took on a toxic orange color. Once he finished decanting the cauldron’s contents into their vials, he relaxed in one of the few refurbished padded chairs in Salazar’s old office to contemplate his next move.