"URRRGH?!!"
"GURGH!!!"
Tatum and Jed both groaned in pain. The two of them were currently on the dirt floor, writhing around as if their very blood was boiling inside their veins. I stood a few feet away, watching them with a focused intensity.
It was clear that Tatum, who had only drank my blood, was the one suffering the most. His body was tensed up like a bowstring, and his muscles were twitching in ways that didn't look natural.
"Hold in there, you two!"
"Don't give up! You can make it through this!"
The others had formed a tight circle around their fallen friends. They were leaning in, their hands hovering over the two men as if they wanted to help but were too afraid that touching them would make the pain worse. They kept shouting positive things, trying to anchor Tatum and Jed to reality, but I could see the truth on their faces. They were absolutely worried and scared. Their animal ears were pinned back, and their tails were tucked low.
"..."
