"So tired, so very very tired," Kit said, moving her glasses to try and rub some of the exhaustion from her eyes. The fennec would then turn back to the individual fennec strapped to the table. "I'm... sorry. I hope you make it through." The Queen then injected the tumor into the subject, watching them react to it in a painful away. Their screams silenced by the magic spell placed on them as they're held still by the straps. The monitor attached to them blaring as they went critical.
Kit then injected the latest cure to make it back the third phase of testing as she watched them slowly start to calm down and their vitals start to stabilize. "Cure is progressing as planned, tumor is showing signs of dissipating, and subject vitals are recovering. Already close to surpassing pervious cure attempt." The fennec then watched as the monitor blared again as the subject began squirming again. Then a flat line. "Cure #584-B Gamma, failure. Subject fifty seven, deceased. I'm so tired, just, so tired of hurting people," the Queen said as she closed the fennec's eyes.