She gave him his answer, exactly as he suspected. "We have total control of our bodies, down to the chemical processes of our cells. We alter the molecular structure of the poison slightly. The process, however, well earns the name Agony. We can stop or speed up our own hearts, go into hibernation, prevent sweating, even cease to age, though we are forbidden to do that. Is it not the same for you?"

From its position folder under her palm, Sheeana absentmindedly pricked her fingertip with the tip of the crysknife. It took a few seconds for a tiny drop of blood to well up there which she allowed to fall between her lips before sheathing the blade. Old habits died hard.