Sandra Sharon Sekomel.
That was the name of the current Count of Seko, the young girl who was now lying in the psychic chamber of the Blood Eagle Corridor, receiving a "physical examination" from three vampires.
She lay naked on a stone table suffused with dark psychic energy.
The lines Triss had carved by hand formed a relatively simple spell array, one that allowed a psychic to precisely detect changes in the vitality of the body and certain other specific information.
But to be honest, the scene wasn't the least bit erotic. If anything, it was downright "horrifying" to the observer, Mirian.
That was because the young Count Sharon was in truly terrible shape.
With her clothes no longer hiding them, the mechanical replacements for her left arm and left leg were obviously out of place. Even more horrifying were the strange patches covering much of Sharon's body, like the patterns left by infected wounds after they had scabbed over.
Just looking at how much of her body was covered in those patches, it was clear what terrible torment the young girl had suffered two years ago.
Even Triss, who had seen it all, felt a shiver of fear at the state of her body. Miss Femis, meanwhile, kept murmuring the name of Mother of Night.
Her life so far had been awful.
But to be honest, compared with the young girl she had only just met, Femis felt she had been much luckier. At least Salokdar had never "abused" her like this.
Murphy was just as silent.
He reached out to touch the horrible patches on Sharon's body, taking care to move as gently as possible so he wouldn't upset the little girl.
Witnessing all this made him feel once more the cruelty of this otherworld—a cruelty that exceeded