Page 232 of Savage Throne
“Is this safe?” I whispered, unable to stop the words from tumbling out.
Master Wu didn’t even look at me. “Completely. This is a blend of many herbs along with dried human placenta, medicinal breast milk, and umbilical cord. Each ingredient is carefully preserved for its regenerative properties.”
Say what now? Placenta and breast milk?
Another drop fell, then another, until the liquid began to pool in Lei’s mouth. His throat didn’t move, and panic clawed at my chest.
“He’s not swallowing it.” The woman beside Master Wu began to massage Lei’s throat in firm, circular motions. “This will help.”
I held my breath as her touch coaxed a response from him.
Lei’s throat convulsed slightly, the liquid moving downward in slow, agonizing gulps.
Each time his body accepted it, my chest eased—just barely.
Behind me, a soft voice cut through my spiraling thoughts. “Sis.”
I turned to see Jo standing nearby, flanked by my three Ladies-in-Waiting and Hu. They all wore grim expressions.
Far off, I spotted the rest coming our way—Dima and Chen, Duck scowling at a limping Banks. Marcelo pushed forward with his hand on a knot at the side of his head. They all were beaten and battered, but at least there was no more fighting.
Jo pointed to Leo’s headless body. “Dude is dead.”
“Yeah.” I didn’t look that way.
Jo extended her hand toward me, holding a green gummy. “Here. Take this.”
I didn’t even argue with her.
Instead, I grabbed the gummy and tossed it into my mouth. The sweet, sour taste burst on my tongue, and I chewed quickly, focusing on the small comfort it offered. “Thanks.”
Jo looked at Lei. “Is he going to be okay?”
Master Wu answered for me. “He’ll be just fine.”
“Cool.” Jo let out a long breath. “I like him.”
I turned to her.
She lifted her view to me. “You’ve turned into one badass bitch, sis.”
My voice went heavy with exhaustion. “I’m trying.”
Hu stepped forward and cleared his throat. “We’ll need to get Lei and Moni to the Palace. Chen and Duck will take the bodies and handle anything else.”
I checked Chanel’s desecrated body further from us. “Can Chen give the Killer Crows Chanel’s body?”
Hu shook his head. “Lei must do it.”
“She’s already so decomposed. What ifIdid it?”
Before Hu could speak, Lei’s body jerked violently, his back arching off the gurney. His arms flailed weakly, the movements wild and uncontrolled, and a guttural broken sound tore from his throat.
“Lei!” I reached out for him.
Fast, Master Wu blocked my hands. “Let it happen. This is his body fighting back.”
Fighting back?
