[ Still jogging along backwards, staying out of the poison as he blocks incoming swan spells with his sword, Kojirou ponders Robin's words. ]

So two minutes, then, unless we have a King who can protect us from this poison.

[ Well, no need for protection. Just heal him up so he doesn't die. It would be rather embarrassing to be killed by a black swan. ]

How is it that they aren't affected? How fascinating.