Chapter 35 - One Pint or Two?“There. All done,” the elf nurse named Nurmi from the Sanguine Team said to me in a soothing tone. She had a small elfin face and gorgeous strawberry-blond hair that cascaded in relaxed curls around her pointed ears and delicate jaw. Finished with taking my blood, she had me bend my elbow and hold it up against the cotton swatch she'd placed over where she'd punctured the needle into my arm to extract my blood. It hadn't hurt, but pinched a little at the start. It never hurt when the elves did their job. I had a feeling they could be the most gentlest creatures, and yet—although I could not get this from them—they could be quite possibly the deadliest creatures, aside from vampires and demons. It was something Rick had passed along to me as an aside while Nurmi
