A man extends his hand towards another and declares “I’VE HAD ENOUGH OF
YOUR WORDS”
He flexes his bicep and tenses his hand before letting them fly, along with his command. “MODS, REPLACE THIS MAN’S BLOOD WITH AN INCOMPATIBLE BLOOD TYPE”
A trio of shadowed men drive the first into a dark corner.
Well first we have to draw blood. I think we have a couple artists here who make OC.