Castle Eramay

Most of the blood moved, seemingly on it's own until it sunk into the bottoms of Des' boots, disappearing with a quiet hissing sound.

And now that the punishment is out of the way, we move on to what to do with young lady. What is your name, miss?

Glynda, M'lord. What do you mean, what to do with me?

You can't stay halfway between two roads for too long. Hmm... You could use the remaining blood to fully transform or let the thirst gnaw at you. Perhaps it will die, I don't know, personally. Alex, might you talk with her?