"What happened to you, my Emerald?"
Who was saying this?
He felt something move inside his mouth, and he spat out another maggot. They were going to eat him from the inside out. They were doing it just now; he could feel himself regenerating.
His temperature rose, trying to burn all the parasites in his body. He knew a chant for that, but every time he tried to say it another maggot crawled from his gut up to his mouth and he could only move to the side and heave.
"I attempted to warn him, noble ladies. But…"
"Corpses don't infect the living! They eat them! Why is his body stiffening as if he is dying?" Cold hands brushed his forehead.
That must be Wei Caihong, the vampire who was always cold. Nikola had robbed him of his warmth and made him into a creature.
Was his blood poisonous now? His veins filled with small worms or their larvae?
