"Wait! You're not supposed to be down here!" the first doctor stammered, trembling the clipboard in his hands. "Security! Brothers!"
"They're busy," Kurt said. "And don't bother pleading to your Goddess. She isn't taking calls tonight."
Suddenly, he moved with a burst of speed that bypassed the doctors' ability to scream any further. He gripped the first doctor by the throat, sinking his fingers into the soft flesh, and slammed him onto the very stainless-steel table where the children had been bled. The man's spectacles flew across the room, shattering against the tile wall.
"Please! Mercy! We were only following Tobias' orders!" the second doctor cried, dropping to his knees and raising his hands. "We're men of science! We can be useful to you! We specialise in Hematology! The study of blood! Longer life, a boost in strength, you name it and it's yours!"
