"...Fücking hell, Grant. Fine, hold on.." [i]I sighed in some despair, mostly because I wasn't exactly a medic. Hell, I wasn't a medic at all, though I did manage to save Ghiaccio. And even then, that was with.. [/i] [i]Shit. Only thing that I had that could actually help Grant? A blood vial, containing my blood. A Vileblood's...well, blood.[/i] "...Okay. I need to know if you're fine with something."