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?"

"I could fight for the girls." His tail thrashed, knocking over several fragile-looking instruments which I barely caught with my magic. No one else seemed to care or notic