"Nitarja, hey, girl, fluffy head, snap out of it!" Frei was slapping Nitarja, but she stayed disoriented, only a step away from falling unconscious. He grabbed her head with his fingers and opened her left eye wide, looking at the unnatural size of her pupil.

"Poison?" He observed no changes to his body, but it was probably due to his resistance. "I should find the substance they have poisoned her with before I tend to her hands."

Her palms looked terrible, the rusted wire had caused a lot of damage, but Frei thought that the poison might be more dangerous and began frantically searching around the manor. After a while, he found out a box that lay hastily opened on a kitchen table with white powder inside. In the corner of the room, there was an opened trapdoor leading to a cellar.

"What on Earth is going on here?" Frei entered the cellar by simply jumping down and saw many more boxes like the one lying on the table.

"Drugs? Right, this is the territory next to the slums with an unfrequented road. . ." Everything slowly began to click into place as Frei thought about it.

""Blasphemy? Adjacent to slums? Shit, it has to be the church!" Considering that Nitarja had told him not too long ago that they were tailing them, reinforcements could arrive at any minute.

Frei rushed back up and looked at Nitarja's bloody hands and was glad the bleeding looked like it would stop on its own as no arteries had been damaged.

"Frei, Frei I am so hot." She kept mumbling. He could only hope that they had not overdosed her with the drug, it would at least help with the pain.

"I need to sterilize it." The wire had been a mess, but Frei could not see anything clean enough to use.

"The soup should be sterile, it is boiled." He thought for a second, but then remembered that there was the drug inside. He should certainly not increase the dosage even more by using it. He thought of boiling water, but something was telling him that their time was running out, as the people that probably kept track of them since they met the informant of The Sigil had to be close behind them.

"Well, there is only one thing I can think of this fast." Frei pulled down his trousers and Nitarja stared at him in a daze.

"Naughty boy, give me that hot meat!" What the hell was the drug anyway?! Frei dodged Nitarja's clumsy attempt to catch his important manly part and for a dozen seconds they had been locked in a ridiculous dance, where Frei tried to sterilize her wounded hands with his fluids, while dodging the very hands that tried to grab him.

"You won't get away!" Nitarja shouted during one of her most fervent attempts and received one accidental dose of Frei's sterilization agent right into her face. "Agh, the battle is on!"

She shouted and attempted to pull down her pants.

"Thank the gods I am done!" Frei judged that the hands had been sterilized to the best of his ability, the ability that was rapidly decreasing due to some physiological complications.

"No, you are not done yet." Nitarja opposed him, but he simply caught her hands and threw her on his back.

"Hold tight around my neck." He grabbed her legs while she instinctively held his neck and Frei jogged out of the house. Without thinking, he picked the direction deeper into the woods, away from the city. He felt relieved when he saw that the forest was not just some kind of a park, but a proper deep forest with only minimal signs of human activity.

"Ugh, agh." Nitarja began to produce weird noises while she licked his ear, her wet face rubbing against the back of his neck.

"Damn it, Nitarja. You have not even wiped off your face?! And stop that!" He felt the licking stopped after a second, but a different activity replaced the licking, when Nitarja began to grind her hips against his back while moaning.

"I want you Frei, pull your pants down again and splash me with your liquids." She pulled her head closer to his ear and continued in a whisper. "But this time, I'd like to have a different kind of liquid."

He then realized that she moved her tail forward sharply and pressed it against his crotch.

"You have been drugged and we can't possibly do this while running through the forest." Frei protested.

"Why?" Was her answer and he could only open and close his mouth without saying anything.