"Great idea! Let's do that!" he said with an excited smile on his face.
Ames sighed in relief.
"But I can't move my body, most of my bones are broken and I've lost too much blood! Let me heal first for a few days." Ames tries to reason out for some time with him, so that he can think of some plan to get out safe. But immediately his hopes were crushed.
"No need! I'll heal you right now."
He picked a skull from the floor and crushed the lower jaws, forming a bowl out of it. He then pulled out a few blood lilies from the back and crushed them into a paste and put it in the bowl.
He put the bowl on the armrest and used his sharp and long nails to make a cut on his right palm. Dark red blood seeped out and filled the bowl to the brim. He used a finger and mixed the paste and the blood.
