He painfully curled up on the ground, rolling around, as his sharp wolf claws gouged deep grooves into the soil.
"Old man, don't go bursting yourself open."
The Priest unwittingly squatted nearby, munching on fruit, and mumbled, "Bursting your body won't leave anyone to deal with your corpse."
Lyle Sutton squeezed out a few words through his teeth: "Shut...up!"
The Priest accurately spat the fruit core into a tree hole three meters away, clapped his hands, and stood up, "Alright, alright, I'm shutting up. But old buddy..."
He suddenly lowered his voice, poking Lyle Sutton's swollen belly with his Bone Staff, "The energy of the Dragon Whisker Whale Pill is wild, want me to help you bleed it out a bit?"
"Scram!"
Lyle Sutton swatted away the Bone Staff, his wolf eyes crimson, "I...can handle it!"
As soon as the words fell, a sudden "crack" echoed from within his body, as if some barrier had been shattered.
