Zane Walked to the bed confidently and placed his hand on the man's chest again. Everyone stared. Dr. Henderson scoffed and folded his arms on his chest, expecting Zane's moment of humiliation. "Hmph! What is he doing? Magic performance?" He scoffed, shaking his head. '"Whatever magic you're doing, Zane. Make sure it work otherwise I'll kill you myself." Dr. Max promise muttering under his breath. Zane could hear every heartbeat in his ear, and the rush blood pulsing through the old man's veins. It was slower because of the parasite feasting the heart and weakening the it's work. Zane Channeled invisible energy into the man's body, killing the parasite disintegrating his heart and healing him the injury inside that none of them could see. The man coughed awake, mouthful of black blood splattering to the floor. The room gasped. Dr. Henderson's ugly vindictive grin spread across his face. "I told you...I told you he'll kill him!" His finger snapped at Zane, his voice Trembled

Zane's blood boiled like gurgling Lava seeing the live video flashing on the screen.Jackson Blackthorn's greasly face filled the camera, his chest was bare, a smug grin spread over his face."Hello there, Zane," he started with the taunting tone of a man who was used to mocking people. "I have a big surprise for you. Trust me, you will like every bit of it.""What are you doing?" Zane toned, his gaze fixed to the screen.Jackson shifted the camera to the bed where Tara laid, and she was slowly waking up. Zane's heart skipped a beat seeing the woman he left in the lobby in a hotel room. But Zane knew this was all Jackson's scheme.Right before his eyes, Tara woke from the bed, her eyes were glazed, hungry. Her cheek flushed, faint sheen of sweats shimmered on her forehead. She wriggled on the bed as though the fabrics she wore had caught fire beneath her skin. Discomforting. Mock Laughter floated through the room, cracking through the speaker from Jackson and someone else. Dora.Zane'