Dreadgod (Cradle, #11)

by Will Wight

As Northstrider had once put it to Lindon, she would no longer need resources to advance. Only enemies.

Each halo of the Silent King was scaled to the spirit of the one it affected, so Lindon was indeed benefiting from a feast of powerful energy. His spirit and his body were both growing at a terrifying rate; his muscles were suffused with life and blood essence, his cores were swollen with power, and soulfire burned in him like a silver sun.