Had Arrikanez had the strength to struggle, he would have, as he recognized the vial in the boy's hand. But as it was, he had not power to resist the other's handiwork. As soon as the concoction was smeared over the wound, he started to feel the effects. He grew dizzy. It was a good thing he'd been in a reclined position, or else he would have fallen. His head was light, and his tongue felt like it was filling up his mouth - but he moved it around and dispelled that notion. His sight was starting to go dim. Pain flooded his limbs for only a moment before he could feel nothing at all. He felt his heart slowing, and his head fell back, as he didn't have the wherewithal to keep it upright. It wasn't much longer after that, that he was unable to even open his eyes. They closed, and his entire body started to go limp as his mind floated away into oblivion.
The slowing thud of his heart was a concern, as if it didn't stop slowing down, soon it would stop outright, and then Kire's fun would be ended as would the life of the one he was caring for.