Silva walked out of the now dilapidated castle with Mike’s body in his hand. When he stepped out, the guardians had come, and they saw Silva bringing out Mike.
Immediately they saw him, Lily tried to hide something, but Silva still spotted it—Roxy’s body, completely ripped in half.
His face remained emotionless after seeing that. He walked to them. “Is she the only one?” he asked, his tone flat and hollow.
“We have found everyone else. She died, and no one knew the cause. She was in hiding when we found her body ripped apart.
Aside from her, the only person that we haven’t seen is Leah,” Lily said. She bowed her head as she spoke, not meeting Silva’s gaze.
“Leah is dead. She was the cause of all this—the mole we never suspected,” Silva said. He carefully handed Mike’s body to her and faced the castle. Read new adventures at My Virtual Library Empire
“I’ve taken care of their officials that were in the castle, but I believe there are still more hiding,” Silva said and stretched out his right hand.
A fireball started forming over the castle. It grew in size until it was half as large as the castle, and then he allowed the fireball to fall. The castle exploded on contact, completely destroyed in a second.
“Let’s go,” Silva said and turned around. They all followed him quietly. “What was the death total?” he asked, still with an emotionless voice.
“We lost close to seventy percent of the people here, and the rest have run away, trying to find safety,” Drake said.
“So the kingdom no longer exists, then?” Silva asked.
“We can rebuild, Master,” Drake said.
“No, I don’t have time for that. We are at war,” Silva said, his voice so cold it dropped the temperature around them.
“I have just a few more questions. Where are my mother and father?” he asked, and everyone stopped. The air became heavy.
“Lia went to search for them, but we didn’t see them,” Drake said.
“So they are dead,” Silva said.
“No, we can’t be sure about that yet,” Drake tried to make Silva have some hope.
“I am not a child, Drake. I understand what it means for you seven and my clones to not find someone in this capital. That means the person either left or died.
Knowing my father, I’m sure he tried to fight his way through so that he could see his children. He probably died in battle, and my mother was hidden somewhere watching. She must have carelessly run out when she saw my father dead.
She must have tried to save him and then gotten killed herself,” Silva analyzed the situation in a cold manner—one so cold you would wonder if he cared about these people he spoke of.
“What about my biological mother? She is from an original family; there is no way she got killed,” Silva said.
“Well, we could not find her,” Drake said.
“Then she escaped,” Silva said. “She has been looking for a way to get out. After White Fang left without her, she figured that would be the best time for her to get away.
But Lily had prepared means to counter her reality manipulation, and so she couldn’t do anything. But because of this war, everything was sent to ruins, and she found the perfect opportunity,” Silva said.
He kept walking until he made it to the center of the capital, the biggest place with the best space. He walked to the center and sat down.
The smell of blood reached his nose—fire, smoke, and cries of those that died. Had this been a normal war, his kingdom would have won, but his enemies used a weapon that no human could stand against.
The guardians all stood in front of Silva. He kept his head down, not saying anything at all. Then, after a few minutes, he sent out a telepathic message.
“If any of you can hear this, then please head to the center of the capital now.”
After sending that message, he went quiet again, and ten minutes later, Lia came running, her eyes darting around to see if her father and mother were there. But instead, she saw Mike’s body in Lily’s hand.
She froze in her steps, shivered uncontrollably, and then let out a scream before falling to her knees. Silva glanced up at her. He didn’t say anything else, and then he looked down.
Soon after, Dawn, Fang, Gallan, Amber, Fay, and Quin came out. Quin’s wounds had all been healed up by now. When he saw Mike’s body as well, he paused for a moment, then gritted his teeth and kept walking.
He didn’t even take another look at Mike. He forced himself to look forward, walking straight to Silva.
“Mom, Dad?” he asked.
Silva didn’t look up. He just responded. “Dead. We couldn’t even find the bodies,” Silva said.
Lia heard what he said, and she finally snapped. She got up and charged at Silva. She tackled him and started raining punches on him.
“Why? Why? (sob) Where were you? (sob) You were supposed to protect them—all of them. Why did you let them die?”
She kept crying and hitting Silva. Silva lay on the ground, quietly receiving her anger. She needed an outlet, so he would take it all.
Quin moved to remove her, but Silva glanced at him. His eyes told him not to. Lia continued hitting him over and over until she got tired and started sobbing on him.
That was when Silva moved his arms and hugged her tightly. “I’m sorry. I didn’t do what I was supposed to. I couldn’t make it back in time. I allowed them to die because of my incompetence.
I’m sorry, Lia. No amount of words will change the fact that it has happened, but one thing is for sure—I’ll make sure you drive a blade into the heart of the people that did this, and we will both watch them die in a puddle of their own blood.” Silva spoke, his voice cold and serious. His eyes held hate and rage. Since the death of Mike, this was the first emotion he showed.