He let his body tremble as if surrendering to the pleasure, and took out the silver needle out of Ferid’s pocket. Not wasting a moment, he drove it into Ferid’s neck.
All of it happened in an instance. The silver needle easily penetrated into the flesh.
“…Eh?” Ferid let out in a sound of surprise.
Crowley didn’t let up, pushing and driving the needle through the side of the neck into the stem of Ferid’s brain.
A mere heartbeat later, Ferid jumped back from him. Putting a hand to his neck, he inquired angrily, “Y-You, what did you…?“
Glaring at Crowley, he pulled out the silver needle lodged in his neck. "S-Silver?! Is this silver?! And you stabbed me with i– Ughaaaaaa?!” The bloodsucker screamed. Holding his neck, he writhed on the floor, seemingly in a lot of pain.