I drew two red lines under my eyes with my blood-soaked fingers. Then, I drew a line of blood on each of my wrists and visualized the system window to draw the runes given in the quest correctly.
A rune for blood to represent the bridge along my collarbone. Life on one end of the bridge, death on the other. I filled my right arm with life runes and my left arm with death runes. As the blood on my hands ran out, I had to scratch my victim using his sword.
My stomach was queasy and the hot, sticky liquid on my skin was one of the most disgusting things I ever felt. However, I knew that if I stopped now, I wouldn't be able to start again.
For my ritual to work, I had to finish drawing the runes before the victim's blood cooled. I swallowed back the acid that reached my mouth and focused on
