"I need to stay here and try to heal Jack. Go with Cyr and come back if anything... interesting... happens. You know what I mean." Siberius said to Ben. "To heal Jack I need concentration. So just just leave without sayig a word." said Siberius as he layed his hands over Jacks chest. Siberius began to grow small hair thin needles made of stone out of his finger tips and they slowly stabbed into his chest. He took them out slowly and he stabbed his hand Siberius's arm began to vibrate and shake as he read his blood. A lot of internal wounds and even some... poison? Siberius thought. Siberius shrunk the needles into his skin on his fingertips and he layed his hand on Jack's arm. He pushed the cross pendant on his hand and his arm began to vibrate. Siberius began to felt sick as the poison soaked into the pendant from his cut. Siberius quickly turned around and puked out red blood with a green tint. Poison. I thought so... Siberius thought as he turned toward Jack again. He felt his wound and could tell the poison was out because the wound was less stiff. He felt his other wounds and he had the same result. Almost done... Siberius grew hi nails out and they formed a sharp shape on the end of his nails. Siberius tore Jack's shirt off and he began to carve into his chest. He carved a small shape of a cross with a small circle around where the the lines intertwined. Siberius shrunk his nails back to normal size and he got ready for the most painful part of the procedure. Siberius held his marked eye over the wound and he cut a small slit in his eye with a nail that was still sharp. Siberius almost screamed from the pain but he held it in. The blood from his eye dripped onto the mark on Jack's chest and the mark lowly sealed up but left a scar. Jacks wound slowly sealed up and Siberius stood up with a terrible look on his face. I think I cut my eye to deep... I might have put to much of my blood in him... Siberius thought. Siberius felt his eye and it was throbbing in pain. Blood dripped off his face and he just ignored it. I have marked him forever with my blood... Siberius thought as blood dripped off his face.
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