Two could play at that game. There was no way in hell. I was going to go out without a fight. I glared at him as I began to drain him of the Fire Qi. It reduced the pressure as it was drained in a more healthy way. As time went on, I felt two blockages being broken down. This body was already at Mid Qi Condensation. It was now in the late stage. James seemed to catch on and said "This does not end until your meridians burst. You can not be trusted with that amount of power. I saw the news. You've killed people. Accept your punishment already." He then places his hand on where the middle dantian would be and doubled the amount of Qi flowing in me. It really hurt. The draining was not enough to counteract the Qi he was pushing into me. It was too much to handle. Not only was James working with a truly infinite supply of Qi, he was a really good fighter as well. The Qi he I got from him was thicker and more potent. It was leagues apart from what I got from Benson or Evan. It was also way too hot for my body. I was sweating and burning up from the inside. He just looked at me coldly.
James did not let up even as I began panting and groaning out in pain. He really was intent on bursting my meridians and leaving this body totally unable to use Qi. I had to escape him somehow before that happened. I put a skill point into Replicate to reduce the mass I needed to replicate at. Even if I split apart now, I would be tow small to protect myself. At best I would be a child or giant spider. Either one could easily be dealt with by James with no difficulty. Doing the math, I could now replicate myself after 17.5 minutes of draining his energy. It sucked as I liked this form as the guys were more used to. I did not think I could get them to not freak them out when they saw me as drider. The problem was whether or not I could last that long. I was already sweating bullets and feeling feverish. James looked down at me the entire time in silence. When I groaned in pain after my mass began to expand, he smirked. He must have thought that me slowly losing human form was a sign he was winning. I kept up the act to let him think that. Giving him false security might help me in the long run.
Gallons of new ooze splashed on the ground and smeared the wall behind me. It was probably a gross sight. James did not seem to mind as he kept up the pressure on my already fading chest and abs. At the 18 minute mark after I started draining. I felt weak. It was if my body was on fire and my consciousness was fading. I had never felt that was before and I honestly scared me. The body probably could outright die on me and I did not know how that would go. I had long lost the ability to speak since my form degraded. I was now just super heated goo on the ground of an alley. 'St-stop it! You-you're... killing me!' I told him in a panic. He was not concerned. "If you are getting that desperate, just give up and let your meridians burst already. I know you're fighting it. I don't have all day to keep playing around with you." he said as he pushed harder. The lack of care made me angry. I was going to last as long as I could to spite him, but only able to hold on for two and half minutes before I could barely catch myself from passing out. I needed to replicate then and there. It was do or die.
