Chapter 217: The true Godkillers.

[One way or another, I'll know what you know, Captain.]

A transmitted feed repeated Sol's words showing his eyes turn golden and the white crescent on his chest became a whole golden circle before Jenifer's screaming knocked out the lens of her implant and killed the mic inside of it.

"What am I supposed to make of this, what should I do?" The grey-eyed woman asked standing around the small circular table with her two companions, except this time the room of black curtains was properly lit, and her hood was down while theirs was still hiding their figures and faces. "I need guidance."

To go along with her grey eyes she had dark tanned skin and white hair, and across her forehead was a scar resembling the crest of the Emporium's army; a dragon burnt into her flesh, and on her cheek below her right eye was the number 01.