Chapter 15: Needle
"GHA!!!!"
Kain vomited into the bucket, his face pale and his pupils still trembling from the immense, vivid pain. That was something he wouldn't soon forget.
Yet... His strongest emotion at that moment was - disappointment.
Tap.
Greyna tossed the leech straight into the trash. The Red Swirl was still on Kain's chest, working at full power.
"Shit... Boy, what did they do to you?" Derek gulped in disbelief. "I was sure Yerez's skills would be enough, but... your sign just turned that leech into mincemeat!"
"That's not the point. The power of the Sacrifice's seal depends on the quality of the blood."
"The quality of the blood...?" Yerez rubbed his beard thoughtfully.
She nodded. "Yes, but I don't know more than that. I prefer not to mess with fanatics and cultists. They're willing to do anything for their deities on the Bridge."
After a few moments, Kain turned to Greyna, piercing her with a glare. "And? That's it? Don't you have any options? Anything! If you can't do it, then tell me who can!"
"Khm... I have both, but I'm afraid you won't like it."