Alex drove the syringe into the vein in the crease of his left arm, wincing as he drew the ichor (golden blood of gods and angels) into the syringe. "That's going to suck if I've got to do it every time we need to kill a Wraith." He then turned to Darild, and then the container. "That's perfect, we need to get the blood to mix together in one place." He said before depositing his own syringe full of blood into the container.
Adam looked at Shuu and shook his head. "Sorry, blanked out. Whaddya need?" He said, starting to spin his LimIstol again, man, he must have some form of ADD where he can't keep his hands still.
The Wraith's syringe rain seemed to only effect a cone around where it was in the air.
"I am no one's blessing, I'll just bring you harm, I'm a cursed black cat, I'm an albatross, I'm a mirror broken, Sad to say, I'm your bad luck charm." - Bad Luck Charm - Jeff Williams (RWBY Volume 4 Soundtrack)