"That's right..." Arget murred, feeling the substance take his veins as he plunges in the needle into his neck.  Not the best place to do it, but he didn't have time to pop a vein on his arm.  His other hand kept the needle to the guard's throat, and an instant later, his captives head yanked up, Arget whispering in his ear.  "There.  That's all I needed was my fix... now for step two." His lips parted, and his mouth overtook the guard's muzzle, and then his entire head, in a terrifyingly swift motion.<br/><br/>Arget ached inside - but the ache would soon subside.<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>Raice hissed angrily through his teeth.  If anything, he knew that he could probably save Merelli should that needle go in - plugging a smaller heart wound until serious medical care (aka Iln) could stabilize him was qute a possibility, but Raice couldn't see anything in here that would be conducive to taking out the injured man swiftly and safely enough.  Raice briefly considered whipping the needled hard enough with the chain to just rip open the tissue between Merelli's ribs to knock it out without actually tearing into any cardiac tissue - a precise maneuver.  Could he manage it?