"But you haven't operated yourself in many years..."
"Shut up!"
Tear Flesh said sternly,
"This experiment is very special, I must do it myself to wash away the terrible guilt in my heart, prepare immediately."
"No, mentor, what I mean is that you haven't operated for many years and your skills in handling bodies may have deteriorated a lot. If the experiment is really important, then let me do it, lest you spoil it with shaky hands and blurred vision."
"... You're surprisingly hurtful when you speak the truth, alright! Then you lead, and I'll be your assistant."
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"What's wrong with you? Why are you out here watching the moon in the middle of the night? Have you finally convinced yourself to try living like a traditional vampire?"
Above the Blood Vulture Corridor, where workers from the Stonemason Association were clearing the ruins, Murphy stood alone under the quiet night, looking into the distance, when he heard the teasing voice of the Crimson Witch.
