Chapter 132

His lips stay sealed. Is discouraging to see so much blood, but no wounds or cuts. His vampire genes allow him to heal much faster than ours. I flick my hand to the side, and the blade from the Moon Goddess appears from thin air. I watch as his eyes widen at the trick. Anfisia walks to me, her arm held out. She places a small vial in my other hand. I look back to Theron, his smile may have disappeared but mine just came out. "Let's do a little experiment." The blade slices through the pale skin of arm. Dark blood slowly seeps from the wound, but it closes quickly. "Open your mouth." "No," his voice shakes. Anfisia grabs his head, forces his jaw open. He panics, thrashing around as far as his chains allow. The others come and pin him down, forcing him to be still. Twisting off the stopper, I tilt the vial to side and watch in excitement as the sanjeevani inside pours out. Anfisia is quick to force his mouth shut and Danyal covers his n