Julian's abdomen began turning a dark, alarming red as he doubled over in pain. The color spread across his skin like spilled wine, creating an ominous contrast against his pale complexion.
"Father!" Leo shouted, rushing to his side. "What's happening to him?"
Dr. Finch stepped back in confusion, his hands shaking as he stared at Julian's transformed appearance. "I don't understand. The treatment was successful. His energy was flowing perfectly."
"This shouldn't be possible," Dr. Graves muttered, his face pale with concern. "The Nine Needles technique has never caused such a reaction."
Julian's breathing became labored again, but this time it was different. His chest rose and fell with powerful, rhythmic breaths that seemed to draw energy from the air itself.
"Master Hayes," Dr. Finch said desperately, "what should we do? Did I make a mistake with the needle placement?"
