Deanna glared at her, ready to scold, but to her surprise, the pain in her belly began to subside. Instead, a warm sensation enveloped her.

This felt new.

Deanna swallowed her curse and turned her Lips downward, fixing her gaze on Rosalynn's calm and beautiful face. It seemed that this woman was quite skilled.

Observing Deanna's silence, Rosalynn settled beside her and started fiddling with her phone, patiently awaiting the effects of the needles.

The room grew so quiet that even the sound of a falling needle could be heard.