When Titan returned, he was all business and took me on a tour of Varden's immense innards, winding us through the most elaborate structure. Like the inside of an anthill or a beehive, everything was precise and pristine. When we finally reached the bottom level, I sensed a change in the air, like the crackle of electricity right before a lightning storm. There was a vibe, a droning energy. It made me nervous.
"What's this level for?" I asked, moving after him into a tunnel. A reddish glow pulsated to some unknown rhythm, and a coppery smell inflamed my nose.
Titan turned back and smiled, the light bouncing off his teeth with a menacing radiance. "Down here, we extract, study, and discover the delicacies of each creature."
I stopped. "You what?" What did he mean by delicacies?
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