Eva steeled herself and looked closer, expecting to see the white gleam of bone.
A flash of silvered indigo caught her eye instead.
Tren uttered a choked curse. ‘Is that… that can’t be.’
‘Draykon bone? That’s exactly what it is. I almost lost this arm. I did lose it. When I woke up, I felt changed. Wrong. This arm, my leg—’ he slapped his left leg as he spoke ‘—some of my ribs, my hand. All rebuilt. My bones replaced, my flesh regrown… I’m part of a wider programme.’
Eva swallowed. ‘What programme?’
‘Krays is looking for the limits of the draykon bone’s advantages. So far he hasn’t found any. He’s building devices, crossing technology with magic, creating terrifyingly powerful things. And he’s playing with biology, building animals and humans with machine parts, with draykon parts. Li
