Chapter 56: The Red FeastThe engine room was bathed in the sickly green light of the inhibitor gas. It swirled around us like a toxic fog, tasting of copper and old pennies.In the center of the mist, my nightmare was unfolding.My son had latched onto his father.He didn't use his teeth. He used his hands. He gripped Kaelen’s face with fingers that glowed a violent, starving red. The energy transfer was visible. It wasn't a stream; it was a torrent. Bright, blinding white light was being ripped out of Kaelen’s eyes, out of his mouth, out of his very pores, and sucked into the small, trembling body of the boy.Kaelen didn't fight.He knelt in the gas, his arms hanging limp at his sides. His head was thrown back, his jaw slack. He was surrendering. He was pouring every ounce of the Ancient power he had stolen, every drop of the vitality that kept his heart beating, into the child who was killing him."More," the boy whispered. His voice was a guttural rasp. "Sweet."Kaelen’s skin bega
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