Yesterday was a powerful reminder of how things could go wrong. One slip up, and the orbs could fight amongst each other for power. They almost created a new Hell on earth.
Janet has kept me and my gang in a secret facility, below the headquarters for observation reasons. Her reasons were simple.
"If you think you can split this building up, think twice. There are people living above you, not under you anymore."
Yeah. That sounded about right to me. As if the orbs could care more or less who was gonna die. But it was me, the fool, who has to constantly keep the orbs in check because for one...this fool has started to love the people of this world.
"How's it going there?" Gena asked, slowly walking over to Cyrus's sleeping body beside me. I have been resting, yes, but I haven't blinked a sleep since yesterday.
"He's breathing." I replied, my hand on his chest. Akira sat across with some show on TV, snacking on roasted snails again.
