He felt power welling up in his palms, scorching his hands and arms.

The explosion hadn't been enough to damage it. He'd hit it with ten times the force of that blast, no a thousand. He'd send it through the roof. NASA would be able to spot it on satellite feed.

“No, that'd never work,” Shade cooed in his mind, as he felt the power build and realized what Titus was preparing. “Use the devil’s left.”

His left hand, the words clicked like a key in a lock. The fire under his skin burned cold. That’s right. That’s a more fitting punishment. The creature wants to feast on me. It’s only fair.

The power grew with his anger, clouding everything else from his mind.

He watched the...

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