Stan stepped into the kitchen and set a few basic tools on the counter, cutting boards, a heavy pan, a small selection of spices. For a moment he simply stood there, considering.
'What should I call this new dish I'm inventing… something a vampire like Camilla might actually enjoy?'
He exhaled quietly. 'Let's see. The ingredients are all parts of the polar bear I took down and stored in my inventory…'
A decision settled cleanly in his mind. 'Bloodless Crimson Feast.'
Liver, kidney, bone marrow, heart, and a modest cut of the denser muscle meat. It would have been better if some of the blood had remained, but the Blood Fang daggers had drained every drop the instant they opened the creature's throat.
With a thought, the massive polar-bear carcass materialized on the open kitchen floor, cold and motionless. A second thought brought the paired Blood Fang daggers into his palms. The intricate red patterns along the blades glowed faintly as he knelt and began to work.
