Page 109 of Blood Red Rage
I laughed weakly. “Very professional.”
“Shut up.”
“Everyone's fucking rude today.” I groan as Dragan pressed around the wound. Pain tore through me. I roared and tried to sit up but Volken slammed me back.
“Hold him!”
“I AM FUCKING HOLDING HIM!”
“What is it?” Roman demanded.
Dragan ignored him as he leaned closer. The black veins had spread farther almost to my chest now. “It's infernal venom.”
Roman went still. Draugr swore. Lucien's face changed into a scowl of rage.
“That sounds fucking cheerful.”
“It stops regeneration,” Dragan replies.
“No shit.”
“It does more than that.” Of course it fucking did.
“What?”
“It corrupts vampire blood.”
Silence.
“How do we stop it?” Roman asked.
Dragan looked at him. “We flush it.”
“With what?”
“Blood.”
Volken immediately held out his arm but Dragan shook his head. “No.”
“What the fuck do you mean, no?”
“He's already had yours.”
“Then give him more.”
“Your blood is exhausted from the amount you've given him.”
“I don't give a fuck.”
“I do, if I end up with two dying Dragics instead of one.”
Volken lunged toward him but Draugr caught his chest.
“Volken.”
“GET THE FUCK OFF ME!”
“Listen to him.”
