The greed for my blood was their demise, and the wriggling and squirming around us ceased after a time.
Here and there a few jerking motions remained, and we were still drowning in rats, but there shouldn't be that many still alive.
Henry had his head still buried in my neck; his puppy-like licking had turned into sucking and nibbling, and I let him, given that he needed a chew toy.
"Hmm... can you maintain the crystalline surface so that we can teleport on top of the sphere and take a look?"
"Yeah, but I will go."
"Let me flip the coin." I did as I told him and saw him standing on top of the sphere, watching over a sea of rat corpses. Here and there was still a wriggling, but nothing that spelled danger.
"It will be alright."
"Good, I'll still go first." Henry let go of me and crouched down.
He wrapped his hand in shadowy energy before sending it down into the ground to first get rid of my blood.
