Fight to the death

This final comment from Marcus prompted one final burst of anger, Rufus’s body lifted from the bed and he let out a blood-curdling scream. He fell back, lifeless, dead as a bedstead.

That was Marcus's intention, the final humiliation to draw the last bit of fiery youth from the boy.

Although feeling it necessary to keep his eyes closed until the life transfer had been completed, Marcus allowed himself a quick peek across to the boy on the bed, marvelling at the amount of anger he’d witnessed. How lucky he’d been in his recruitment.

Marcus, you chose very well!