Those Red Eyes iv

~ Lochlan stood holding the knife in his hand, knowing what he had to do and dreading it. The flesh around the claw marks had festered, turning a sickly black. It smelled like dying flesh. He had to remove it. All of it. That meant skinning eighty percent of her back. That percent rose with every minute he stood there, unable to get it done. Penny was still unconscious and would remain so until he woke her. To be sure she would feel none of it, he sent her into a deeper sleep. A kind of coma.

Taking his time and being thorough, he removed every inch of infected flesh, sometimes having to take out chunks of muscles that had gone bad. There was blood everywhere, as the procedure was a messy one. A tedious one that took hours. In between, he had to wake her partially, feeding her his blood while holding back the pain from registering to her. It took a toll on him as well.

The healing would be painful. Penny would feel every muscle regenerating, he