Blake knelt down beside Reggie's still body. Looking at his pale, motionless face pained him deeply. He focused his newfound energy, allowing the floating globe of vibrant blood to drift closer.
With a subtle flick of his fingers, droplets of blood detached from the orb and began raining down onto Reggie's face and body. At first, nothing seemed to happen. But then Reggie's eyelids started fluttering rapidly.
"Reggie? Can you hear me?" Blake said, barely able to contain his anticipation.
Reggie's eyes snapped open as he sucked in a desperate breath. He looked around wildly, taking in Blake's transformed appearance with sheer terror.
"Bl...Blake? What...what happened to you?" Reggie croaked out between ragged gasps.
Blake tried his best to look reassuring. "It's okay, Reggie. I'm still me, I promise. The ritual just...changed me, that's all."
