"Your daughter," Narin promptly responded, casting light on the crucial piece of information. "One of your daughters survived, right? Only upon her birth did Martin finally manage to convince Mr. Ryley not to destroy his original body."
His gaze shifted towards Medea again as he continued, "It's all thanks to her existence that Mr. Ryley spared the handful Pureblood Alphas and Enigmas like you."
As Clyde pieced together the fragments of the puzzle, he became increasingly convinced that Ryley's consciousness must have fragmented into several parts.
One that walked the earth with Martin during the destruction...
Another existing on that sunlit sandy beach...
And the remaining pieces likely resided within those pearls...
Yves Maraz's name emerged from the depth of his mind, but then another question came and overshadowed it.