Chapter 129: Birthmark

Ty

The next morning, Ty was startled awake by stomping. "I brought food!" Rob exclaimed from the temple foyer.

Carla, already in her pants and shirt, dashed out barefoot. Most women would have screamed or fainted if they saw a Cyclops. Not her, she'd stayed to fight and befriend the huge man. Ty shook his head and pulled on his jeans.

"This tastes amazing. Where do you get this food?" Carla asked. "The hummus is so smooth."

Padding out in bare feet, Ty joined them. Incubi didn't have to eat at all if they didn't want to. Their power fed off sexual energy like vampires fed off blood.

The remaining prisoners left at dawn, back to their villages to live their lives. Perhaps some might move off Crete to buffer the nightmares of this place.

The tray of food was ordinary. It contained crackers, cheese, fruit, hummus, and pita bread, but Carla gushed over the meal as if it was a lavish spread.

"Do you really like it?" the Cyclops asked.