I feel the old man’s life force entering my body, coursing through my veins. Every time I’ve done this in the past, I felt a dark joy spreading through me as I performed the spell… but not this time. This time it feels so wrong.
But Angelo doesn’t fight. He doesn’t pull away, even as he gets closer and closer to death’s door.
I feel my tail beginning to tingle as the magic takes hold.
That’s enough.
So I break the kiss and pull away from Angelo to open my eyes. The sight is enough to make me sick.
His skin is grey and sunken, the circles around his eyes are a deep purple. His body is limp and lifeless.
Did I go too far?
I press my ear to his chest, desperately looking for some sign of life as the panic washes over me.
“Please,” I sigh under my breath.
Then I hear it. A heartbeat
