Chapter 41: A New Era

Mialtros struggled against her restraints, rolling her wrists to try and break the wires. She watched as Mewl was slammed to the floor and pinned down, a muzzle strapped tightly over his jaw. A man held up a small, screened device and scanned it over the God.

“The greatest concentration of essence is inside its head sir. I will go prepare the dais for absorption.”

The masked man knelt and pet Mewl, pulling his fur apart. He held up an empty syringe, posed it above Mewl’s head.

“Such a pretty kitty you are. Be sure to hold still for me, I don’t want to cut an artery.”

Mewl screamed as the needle buried into his skin. Mialtros threw herself forward, kicking at the women who grabbed her shoulders, trying to wrap a cloth around her mouth.

“Stop! Please, stop! Use me instead Kalzek!”

Black eyes looked at her, tilting his head. He removed the needle and snapped his fingers.