Giovanni knelt down in front of Foster, his eyes full of determination. The experiment was risky, but he had wanted it. He had demanded it. Foster remained hesitant.
- Are you sure about this?' he demanded one last time, a gleam of doubt crossing his eyes.
- Absolutely,' Giovanni answered straightforwardly. I refuse to be a burden, Foster. If your blood can make Lïanna change... maybe it can make me stronger too.
Foster sighed, then nodded. Without further ado, he raised his index finger to his lips and sank his teeth in, letting a drop of blood trickle out. Yet this single drop seemed to vibrate with unfathomable power. With a slow but precise movement, he placed it on Giovanni's tongue.
At first, nothing happened.
Giovanni squinted slightly, waiting for a reaction that did not come immediately. He opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly his body tensed violently. His breath caught.
Then the pain exploded.
