Cantrell grabbed my arm to restrain me. I was so close I could see myself in the mirrored finish of Kale"s helmet. My head looked like a football and my contorted look of rage made me appear as something straight out of a nightmarish funhouse.
“Back off son!” Cantrell shouted.
“No!” I exclaimed. “You don"t understand what he is. He is one of them!” I cried, pulling against Cantrell"s grip. “Earth is gone because of him.”
“It"s not his fault,” Vanth responded. “Contain your rage, Nathan. Remember your teachings!”
I ceased struggling and Cantrell loosened his grip. I closed my eyes and drew in deep breaths, as I had been taught. I felt the rage roll back like the tide. When I opened my eyes Kale was unbuckling the restraints around his helmet and removed it. His hair was nothing more tha
