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He was all about scraping patients off the street and keeping them alive long enough for the Underworld General staff to fix them.īlood dripped to the obsidian floor as Eidolon probed the patient’s most serious wound. Shade hadn’t wanted to spend that much time in school, especially since his healing gift was better suited to his chosen field, paramedicine. “Probably a good thing our little brother didn’t go the doctor route.” “Wraith offers to waste all the patients.”Įidolon grunted. Let me wheel him outside and waste his sorry ass.” “Can’t escape your old job, huh?” Shade pushed aside the curtain separating two of the three ERĬubicles and stepped fully inside. It doesn’t prevent me from dispensing a little justice during treatment.” “The Haven spell keeps me from killing him. The patient screamed as the needle passed through mangled thigh tissue, releasing blood sterilization medication into the wound.Įidolon snorted at his younger brother’s words. “Sometimes, being a doctor blows,” he muttered, and jabbed the demon in a human suit with a syringe full of hemoxacin. Had Eidolon been anywhere but the hospital, he would have killed the guy pleading for his life before him.Īs it was, he’d have to save the bastard. The demon is a prince of the air and can transform himself into several shapes, delude our senses for a time but his power is determined, he may terrify us but not hurt.
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