Chapter 52: Hell Gate
After Daylan’s strike, silence settled over the place, broken only by the wind drifting through the hot air as everyone waited in tense anticipation.
In an instant, the captain collapsed to the ground, his body going limp like a rag. Daylan’s eyes widened in shock at the sudden, unexpected sight.
Silver rushed over and lifted the limp form.
"You’ve outdone yourself, Master."
"Is he dead?"
"Yes, Master, but not completely. He’ll return once a new leader takes charge of the organization—only to serve that leader."
Unlike the Titans, Margret Rhys created the captains to serve the organization’s leaders exclusively, trusting in her bloodline’s ability to produce responsible and accountable protectors of both the organization and the family’s heritage.
However, to Silver’s knowledge, some leaders exploited the captains for personal gain, which tarnished the reputation of both the organization and the Rhys family.
That’s why Jose Rhys took it upon himself to create beings like the captains—creatures meant to serve all those with Rhys blood, the Titans. Unfortunately, though they could outlive an average human, they weren’t as strong and were not destined to live forever.
Daylan turned to Astara and Medora, but unfortunately, Medora was still in a daze. To make matters worse, Daylan had destroyed the only source that could have answered the questions she had desperately sought.
He began to mentally berate himself, barely hearing a word Silver said. He couldn’t believe he had ruined one of Astara’s only chances to learn about her family. In that moment, he felt more like a traitor than a hero.