Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20190424132336/@comment-26517142-20190514153456

As soon as the anaesthesia is administered Jeiel grunts. The needle is quickly shoot off his back - like it rejected the foreign metal. But thankfully all the liquid medicine went into the bloodstream. Cybele forces the mask on Jeiel's face and he starts to breathe through it.

"This will not be pleasant, Jeiel Yozama." Ran told the man as she breathed in a bit ..and plunged the scalpel finger on Jeiel's back. Despite the anaesthesia.. the man's expression of pain could be seen with the furrows of his eyebrows.

Cybele held on to Jeiel's hand. Ran pried into the wound...she inspected the area where the sword was stuck into...and he opens it to reveal....a clump of red, magical mass. Writhing. Pulsating. Chittering...as if it were alive.

"....Vampire magic." Ran gritted her teeth. She produces a second scalpel - and stabs the substance. It screams in a high pitched tone as Ran yanked it out from where it was embedded...and she soon drops it on the magic circle. Which...begins to glow."

"Begin sewing the wound to a close. Now."