Only once Toxicosis knew, undoubtedly, that she landed several hits against her current foe, did she slow her movements and, eventually, stop dashing around. She wasn't about to approach him right away or let her guard down, though, knowing better than to approach a downed dog until it was completely subdued, so to speak. As his weapon tumbled to the ground, he losing his ability to even hold it with that hand, she smirked in a satisfied way. The poisons were taking effect quite nicely, attacking his insides, soon to make him unable to move completely.
As he brandished his weapon in his other hand and attempted to come after her, even when he was down to crawling awkwardly on his knees, there was a part of the woman that had to admit that he had a very strong resolve. Too bad it wasn't for something other than trying to end her life or getting his way. Without much concern for his attempts to still come after her, Toxicosis only took a few casual steps backward, keeping safely out of his range. It wouldn't be long now, before he could no longer muster the strength to keep on moving.
"Toxicosis! Toxicosis, where are you?" A voice, only a few yards away, somewhere off in the thick foliage, called out. Yanora was seeking her companion, she having taken too long to return from the task she had sent her out on, but Toxicosis made no effort to call out to her, her ears only twitching at the sound. From the sounds of it, the other woman was on the right path, so there was no reason to respond, although it could have also possibly been because she didn't want to immediately be reprimanded for using her toxins.
Her lack of response did little to buy time before a dark haired woman with a golden gaze appeared, pushing her way almost effortlessly through the brush. Rightfully, she was about to ask, "What took you so long?" when she realized that her companion wasn't alone. It didn't take a second look for Yanora to realize just why the man was in such a state, seemingly slipping into unconsciousness. "Toxicosis!" When she called her name this time around, she seemed alarmed, if not angry. It was only a matter for a few more moments for her to additionally realize just what amount of toxin's must have entered the man's body. "I don't know what happened, but he'll need a lot of anti-venom to make it out of this unharmed. You need to administer the antidote you have immediately and even that wont be enough. We'll have to get more."
By the time the strange man would be able to regain consciousness, he would find himself in a completely foreign room, Yanora having made the arrangements to have him brought to her manor and administering additional anti-venom by her own hand. Although it was difficult to say just how much venom the man had injected into his system, there was no doubt that the dose was far greater than what her companion normally used to hinder someone. She figured that he was fortunate to have survived and was certain that he would be bedridden for some time after the attack.
The man had been brought to a vacant, inner guest room, making it completely windowless with only one entrance and deep within the labyrinth that was her grand home. It was devoid of most furnishings, only having the large, plush bed in which he had been situated in, a vanity that served more as a desk, a matching chair, a single standing bookshelf, and a sofa on the wall across from the bed.
From the moment that he had been brought in, Yanora had never left his side, having pulled up the chair beside the bed, monitoring him carefully. Of course, since Toxicosis had driven the point home that the man was dangerous, his hands had been bound as he showed signs of recovering and, although she was in the room alone with him, others had been posted out in the hall way in the event that he proved dangerous even in his condition.