A Powerful Asset

"Luke's house was destroyed this afternoon, does anyone know why?" A tall man with strong negro features asked. His dark pupils darted around the room curiously searching for someone to give him a reply, but found none.

"He was probably attacked by Immanuel's minions. Either that or the Quinns got to him." Carter answered. His right arm was bandaged, and so was his torso. He didn't like the fact that his house was the gathering place for the Dark Knights. But he couldn't oppose, he had the largest house out of the five in Bornville.

The others stared at him casually, but he ignored their looks. He only spoke what he suspected was the truth, and they knew it. He was the one who had been assualted by a teenager with powers he couldn't steal away. If a human with such power was out there, then what makes them think Luke wouldn't be a victim too. He had almost instant regeneration, but wounds inflicted by that monster were taking way too long to heal. It had become so bad that he had to