Infected power

Vixen and Vlad were face to face with each other. For Vlad, he had been hit by an acidic green liquid from Vixen's hands. It looked like they could do a lot more than just inject venom and stretch.

However, gritting his teeth, the liquid burning through his body just exploded memories in his head, memories of how much pain his father must have been in. Standing up, the energy was channelling through his body.

His eyes turned a shade darker, and with it, his back wings started to repair themselves. Although when finished, they didn’t look the same as before. They looked mangled with parts of the wings missing as well.

“What interesting results, it looks like this has been quite a nice little experiment for NIRV.” Vixen said to himself, as he stretched out both of his hands.

Vlad tried to move as he flapped his wings, he had a short burst of speed in one direction but it was only momentary and the snake hands were going after him, like they were some type of homing device.