The man pulled out a steel canister and was about to open it when a soft, celestial-like voice echoed in his mind.
"I can turn you into an Immortal," Eiran said. "Kneel, and you will be!"
The man flinched, his eyes fixed on the baby whose face was covered with a full mask. His heart pounded with fear and anxiety, but not once did he consider the baby's proposal. The man he served is a demon, he take no mistakes.
His body moved fast, opening the canister, hand trembling. A corruptive purple venom steamed out as a force field surrounded the man and he approached the glass tube Eiran was in.
With something akin to a metal brush, he dipped inside the canister and smeared it on the glass in specific patterns. He repeated this three times as Eiran watched without intervening.
He couldn't do anything—the man was in Phase 2. Eiran could control his blood, but the man could resist it due to their difference in Phase.
