Chapter 398: Futile Attempts

We were a pretty gloomy bunch when we returned to the lab. Theridialis just shook his head slowly, jowls jiggling a little. Dad slumped into a nearby chair while Sassafras circled the room, tail straight up like a flag waving as he made his agitated circuit.

"There has to be a way." Dad stood suddenly, brow low over his eyes. "What haven't we considered?"

"There are more tests I can run." Theridialis didn't seem all that positive, but my need for hope latched onto his words like a lifeline.

Sassafras leaped up on the table, daintily weaving his way through the beakers and jars until he stood across from his father.

"Make me a demon again." He sounded a little out of breath and, to be honest, so was I with that request fresh from his cat mouth.

Theridialis met his son's amber eyes. "What good could that serve?"