He grabbed her jaw.
His fingers dug into her cheeks, forcing her mouth open. She struggled, her hands beating against his chest, but his grip was absolute. He placed the pill on her tongue.
"Swallow," he said.
"MMMPH~!! NO~!! MASTER~!! THAT'S MY~!! THAT'S MY MOTHER'S~!!"
"It is power now," he said. "And you need power."
He pressed her mouth shut and held her nose.
Meihua choked. She swallowed. The pill went down her throat in a single, desperate gulp. She felt it land in her stomach with a cold, spreading weight. Then the heat began. A burning, corrupting warmth that spread through her meridians like poison.
She fell to her knees.
Coughing, gagging, her hands at her throat. "What... what did you..."
Tianlong looked down at her.
