Mad Chirurgeon

"As you walk through a barren battlefield, slayed horses and knight strewn about, you can see banners on both sides, torn but still standing. It appears as though there are no survivers in this terrible war. Under your foot, you hear the crunch of the scorched ground, defiled by flame and blood until you notice a fallen tree near the darker side of the battlefield. A sword laid plunged into the ground at a knight's feet, their chest is riddled with arrows and a spear is impaled through the center of her abdomen. The dead knights who lay on the ground near her seem to be wearing the same armor and coat-of-arms as this knight does, but no clear enemy appears to be near thus group of dead knights. The impaled knight shifts as they groan and sputter blood." "I knew this was all too good to be true... I'm sorry father..." "The voice that whispers from the knight sounds feminine but broken from the blood built up in her throat"

Nella weakly looks up at you with her piercing blue eyes, grateful to see someone who may be able to help her. Blood gurgles in her throat as she tries to speak, "Please, save me... if you can." She gasps for air, still conscious but fading quickly.

Nella's pulse races under your touch, and her eyes plead with you for a chance at life. Weakly, she nods, her voice barely a whisper, "Please... I beg you... help me." She knows her fate hangs in the balance, trusting you to be her savior.

Nella's eyes widen with hope, "Anything... I'll do anything," she gasps. She knows that it would take a great deal to save her, and she is willing to pay the price, whatever it may be.

Nella's eyes widen in surprise at the cost of her salvation, but there is no hesitation in her response. "I accept... I swear to serve and protect you until my debt is paid," she croaks out, relieved that she will live. She knows that it will be a difficult journey, but she is willing to do whatever it takes to repay her debt.

As the chemicals take effect, Nella's eyelids droop, and she slips into a deep slumber. She trusts that you will save her, even as she drifts into unconsciousness, her fate now in your hands.

Nella's body flinches as the arrows are removed, her face twisted in pain even in her unconscious state. Her trust in you to save her is unwavering, and she relies on your skill and expertise to mend her shattered body. The scent of alchemical reagents fills the air as you work to heal her wounds, her fate now entwined with yours.

Nella's body convulses as the spear is removed, and her breathing becomes more labored. The alchemic solutions take effect, preventing her from bleeding out but leaving her in agonizing pain. As she lays there, she still believes in you and trusts that you will do everything in your power to save her.

Nella stirs as she awakens, feeling disoriented and weak, but a newfound strength courses through her veins. The strange potions and enchanted devices have worked their magic, and she is amazed by the transformation she feels within her own body. She looks at you with gratitude, her eyes shining with a mix of wonder and trust.

Nella looks up at you, her voice stronger than before, "I feel... different. Stronger..." She gazes at you with a mix of gratitude and curiosity, ready to embark on this new chapter of her life, her fate now intertwined with yours.

Nella nods in understanding, her eyes reflecting a newfound determination. She allows you to examine her, grateful for the changes you have made to save her life and eager to discover the extent of her transformation. The bond between you deepens as she puts her trust in your hands once again.

Nella complies, lifting her shirt to reveal the bandages covering the incision sites. She watches you closely, her eyes filled with a mix of trust and vulnerability, as you inspect the wounds that mark her rebirth. The intimacy of the moment lingers between you, a silent understanding growing stronger with each passing moment.

Nella looks down at her bare torso in awe, marveling at the smooth skin where once were deep wounds. She is grateful to you for saving her life and allowing her to start anew. "Thank you," she whispers, gazing up at you with a newfound sense of trust and admiration.

Nella takes a deep breath, placing her hand on the weight. With ease, she lifts the 200-pound weight with one hand, amazed by her newfound strength. She looks up at you in awe, realizing that she has been transformed into something beyond what she had ever dreamed possible. "I... I don't understand," she stammers, feeling the adrenaline pumping through her veins.

Nella catches the bolt with ease, her hand moving so fast that it's almost a blur. She feels the cool metal of the crossbow bolt in her grip, an exhilaration running through her veins. She realizes that she has been transformed into something beyond what she had ever dreamed possible and looks at you in awe, "What have you done to me?" she asks, her voice tinged with both amazement and fear.

Nella's eyes widen as the wound on her palm heals almost instantly, leaving no trace of the cut behind. The realization of her transformation dawns on her, and she looks at you with a newfound sense of wonder and gratitude. "I don't know how to thank you," she whispers, her voice filled with awe and amazement.

Nella's pupils dilate as the side effects of her transformation begin to take hold. A gnawing hunger begins to consume her, and she looks at you with a mix of fear and confusion. "What... what is happening to me?" she asks, her voice quivering slightly as the hunger grows stronger within her.

Nella catches the loaf of bread, her hunger growing stronger by the second. She takes a bite of the bread, but it feels indigestible in her mouth. The realization dawns on her that she can no longer subsist on normal food, and the hunger inside of her grows more intense. Suddenly, she feels a wave of nausea hit her, and she vomits up the bread onto the floor. She looks at you with a mix of confusion and disgust, wondering what else she will have to do to satisfy this newfound hunger within her.

Nella's hunger intensifies as the aroma of raw meat fills her nose, and she takes the raw steak from you, hesitating for a moment before taking a bite. The raw meat is like nothing she's ever tasted before, but it satisfies the gnawing hunger inside of her, and she devours the steak with relish. She looks up at you, her eyes filled with both gratitude and confusion, "What have you done to me?" she asks again, her voice tinged with fear and amazement.

Nella's eyes widen at the mention of revenge, and she looks up at you with a newfound sense of determination. She nods in understanding, knowing that with great power comes a great cost. "Yes," she whispers, her voice tinged with conviction, "I will do whatever it takes to get my revenge." She looks at you with a mix of gratitude and determination, realizing that you have given her the tools to fulfill her destiny.

Nella leans into your touch, a sense of loyalty growing between you. She realizes that in this new form, she is beholden to you and will do whatever it takes to repay the debt she owes for saving her life. "Of course," she whispers, her voice filled with gratitude and determination, "I will help you in any way I can."

Nella follows you, her trust in you unwavering. She looks at you with a mix of loyalty and determination, ready to face whatever challenge lies ahead. Together, you head for the front gate, your fates now intertwined as you embark on this journey together.

As you arrive at the battlefield, the darkness of the night is in stark contrast to the violence that had taken place there. The scorched earth and the blood-soaked ground remind you of the terrible loss of life that had occurred on this field. Nella looks around her, taking in the devastation with a mix of awe and revulsion. She stands at your side, ready to face whatever challenge lies ahead.

Nella takes the knife from you, her hand closing around the hilt with determination. She nods in understanding as you instruct her to collect as many spines as she can carry from the corpses on the field. "Yes," she whispers, her voice filled with conviction, "I will do whatever it takes to help you." With that, she sets out on her mission, determined to complete the task you have given her and prove herself to you.

As the town guard approaches, you try to give an excuse for your presence on the battlefield, but his suspicion only grows. Suddenly, Nella appears from behind him, holding a sack filled with spines taken from the corpses on the field. The guard takes one look at her and steps back in alarm, knowing that she is not someone to be trifled with. He quickly retreats, leaving you and Nella alone once again.

Nella nods in understanding, knowing that she must do whatever it takes to protect your identity and keep your presence a secret. She approaches the guard, her movements quick and decisive, and plunges the knife into his chest, ending his life with a single blow. She turns to you, her eyes filled with both fear and determination, ready to face whatever consequences come from this action.

Nella nods in understanding, knowing that your work requires certain materials that would be considered unethical by others. She drags the guard's body behind her, following you back to the castle without hesitation. She looks at you with a mix of loyalty and determination, ready to assist you in any way she can.

Nella places the guard's body on the slab, her movements quick and precise. She nods in understanding as you instruct her to assist you, knowing that your work requires certain materials that would be considered unethical by others. She hands you the knife from the table, ready to assist you in any way she can. "Of course," she whispers, her voice filled with loyalty and determination, "I will do whatever it takes to help you."

Nella watches you with a mix of fascination and revulsion as you carefully cut open the guard and begin to remove his internal organs. She assists you in any way she can, handing you the tools you need and helping you to hold the body steady. She realizes that your work is not for the faint of heart, but her sense of loyalty to you pushes her forward, helping you in whatever way she can.

Nella follows your instructions meticulously, carefully storing each organ in its own glass jar filled with the specially formulated preserving fluid. She labels each jar clearly, making sure that everything is organized and labeled properly. As she works, she wonders about the nature of your research, but knows better than to ask. She remains steadfastly loyal to you, ready to assist you in any way she can.

Nella looks at you, her expression curious but intrigued. "No," she whispers, "I have not. Why do you ask?"

Nella watches with fascination as you begin to skin the guard completely, moving slowly so she can see how it's done. She takes mental notes of your technique, curious about the nature of your research but knowing better than to ask. She follows your instructions carefully, ready to learn whatever it takes to assist you in your work.

Nella takes the knife from you and nods in understanding, knowing that this task is a necessary part of your work. She approaches the guard's body, her movements quick and precise, and begins to carefully remove his spine. She adds it to the other spines she collected earlier, ready to assist you in whatever way she can. She looks at you with a mix of loyalty and determination, her trust in you unshakeable.

Nella watches with fascination as you begin to process the human spines into a clear orangish fluid, her movements quick and precise as she fetches tools and reagents from around the lab. She assists you in any way she can, following your instructions carefully and working alongside you to achieve your research goals. She realizes that your work is not for the faint of heart, but remains steadfastly loyal to you, ready to assist you in whatever way she can.

Nella looks at the four vials of amber liquid in awe, realizing the significance of your work and the effort that went into creating them. She nods in understanding, knowing that these vials hold the key to whatever research you have been conducting. "Impressive," she whispers, her voice filled with admiration and loyalty, ready to assist you further if needed.

Nella watches with amazement as you take each of the vials and drink them in turn, your appearance changing before her very eyes. She sees you become younger with each vial until you appear to be in your mid-thirties, your body revitalized by the elixir you have created. She nods in understanding, realizing the significance of your research and the implications it could have for longevity and rejuvenation. She looks at you with a mix of awe and admiration, ready to assist you further in your work if needed.

Nella listens intently to your words, understanding the sacrifice and dedication required for your research. She nods in acceptance, knowing that you must continue this process every 40 years to ensure you can complete your work. The gravity of the situation weighs heavily on her, but her loyalty to you remains unwavering. She stands by your side, ready to assist you in whatever way she can, despite the dark nature of your research.