Silvertip Mountain and there's a million things i haven't done

For a few more minutes, all he could do was cry— until suddenly, the tears stopped. He whined plaintively, at once feeling lightheaded, nauseous. The pain in his head intensified, drawing another sound from him. It spread like fire through his skull, and at the same time a strange tension spread through his body. He glanced up at Phocion, pupils fully dilated in an instant. H— he— Help me.
His muscles tightened, and he lost consciousness. Cortland went stiff, gripped suddenly by tremors through his entire body; his eyes rolled back, breath halted as he shook violently. The seizure lasted a full minute before it abated. The Mayfair was left limp, unconscious, blood and saliva pooling from his mouth— he had bitten almost through the tip of his tongue.