“What do you mean that I have lost control of that station?!” Kito was looking at Uris. He was sure there was no chance anyone would make him look like a fool, but he was wrong, and he wasn't just looking like a fool; he was looking like the mockery of everything he feared. “I don't know what happened, but there has to be a connection with—” “This doesn't make any damn sense!” Kito wasn't trying to listen to anything Uris was trying to tell him; it was bound to make him even angrier than he was, and it wasn't going to be a small ordeal. “I don't know how, but I feel like there isn't a thing I can do now that won't be attacked, the Admirals are going to come for me; there isn't a chance for me to keep my head out of the game now…” He was in distress, knowing there wasn't going to be a chance for him even to make the Crest look at him with normal eyes; it was beyond him, and there was nothing to tell them. Uris was looking at Kito, knowing they were not going to have an easy time,

TWO YEARS AFTER THE FALL OF THE VERMILLION FAMILY“I have to find her; there has to be something I can do to find my sister!” Rhys was still young, not knowing the dangers he would be putting himself in or how they would take everything from him. “So you waited till my father and mother were dead before you swooped in to save me….” Rhys gritted his teeth, knowing that there wasn't a clear reason why they were meant to die. “You stood there waiting, while father and mother were slaughtered like livestock, and you think I will—” “RHYS!” Salvatore’s voice was loud; they were looking at the boy. He had just lost his son and his daughter-in-law. He lost almost everything in his world that day, but he was still trying to put his head up and face it all. “You are not ready. If you make a mistake, then there isn't a chance for me to understand how they will take you down.” Salvatore made sure to tell his grandson how hard it would be to imagine what they would look like for Isobel and

The whole issue of the Ithariens going to help the Admirals had caused an imbalance, and it was now clear that they were dealing with two different things; from what they saw, they would be in a tug-of-war. The admirals were now seen as weak if they were not going to be able to handle something like that, knowing that things like that would be beyond them. “I don't know how I am going to put this, but if you dragged them into this mess of yours now you are trying to act like there isn't something you can see that is remotely wrong… then you should understand that there isn't going to be a way the top would keep silent for long!” Marcus was looking at Loo. He knew that there was something going to make everyone come for them, and it was bound to be something wild. “I don't know that whoever was holding Kiva would be that strong, I thought it was something I could do alone and come out alive…” Loo growled, knowing that there wasn't going to be a chance for them to get a free hand,

“You are saying that there is a good chance that I am going to be dealing with things like this!?” Victor Horius was trying to get his head through what was happening, and how he was looking at everything made him understand that there was something more sinister waiting for them, and they were about to be pulled into the middle of something that didn't seem right to him on any level, and it was going to look like they were stuck in something odd.Aaron was looking at him, knowing that they were dealing with something that looked a bit off. He knew that there was something about the whole thing that didn't smell like the Crest at work, but it was the opposite. “It isn't going to be funny, and there has to be something we arent seeing here. If everything is seen as normal, then it means that the Crest has failed in their duty to keep us safe…” He spoke, knowing they didn't have much to hold their heads up, and that it would be clear they would lose if they had something to help them

“You want to do what?” Ryan was on the edge of his seat, his eyes on Luke. He knew the chairman was trying to see what it would be like to let Sylus off on the field, but pairing him up with a warrior was one of the best ways to do that.​It was now down to the warrior they were pairing him with; it wasn't clear how it would affect him, but now it was with a warrior who was having a hard time getting into any guild.​“Why do I sense doubt and fear in your voice, Ryan?” Luke wore his childish smile; he knew what was going to happen and how it would end.​“Yes, I am concerned, not afraid,” Ryan spoke up. He brought out his file and placed it on the table. “You are pairing the unassessed anomaly with the Lancer of doom; you are trying to sign them for a cataclysmic deathmatch.”​“Ryan, I think Chairman Luke has something going here.” Jared interrupted, his eyes were on the files, and there was something he had seen that made him try to put it undoubtedly for Ryan.​“And why would yo