"Bear it, teacher, I won't let anything happen to you," I said softly and placed my hands on her.
At the same time, hundreds of tentacles are released from the misty white gems and begin to spread across her unstable constitution.
It is really surprising that most calm and gentle constitutions would react in such a violent way for a slight tinkering.
It is not like I had not done any research on the teacher's constitution. I had poked and prodded it hundreds of times over the years and gathered a large amount of data on it and not to mention the information I have got about it from teachers and libraries.
When I placed the seed inside her earlier, I had been fully prepared, but alas, this violent surprise had appeared.
I want to finish it off as soon as possible; the pain must be immense; I could hear the whimpers of the teacher and her circulating the supreme combat exercise to manage the pain.
