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As Rita lay on the operating table, Rave took a syringe filled with some kind of white solution from the drawer. He squirted out some of the liquid to test it and then walked over to Rita. The needle on the syringe was quite thick and long. So when Rave pushed the entire needle into Rita's neck, her face contorted in pain.

However, after about thirty seconds, she didn't feel anything anymore. Rave injected her with a powerful anesthetic, but Rita remained conscious.

"Has she always had such an athletic body?" Asked Evan looking at Rita.

Even though Rita was completely naked, Evan wasn't looking at her breasts or other places. He was assessing her muscles and muscles, they were like those of a first-rate athlete.

"No, not that much. You seem to have noticed that too, as soon as she drank blood from the flask, her body underwent little change. But, it's not the external indicators that interest me." Rave muttered and took a scalpel from the table.