Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1550

Astrid Grimblade had been a great talent before her death. She managed to turn Malachi Grimblade, a talent in his own right, into a mere puppet, had used Sylas to get rid of Lucius for her by avoiding taking him as her pick, and had almost killed Sylas himself at one point.

She was smart, sharp, and powerful. Clearly, she was head and shoulders above her competitors. And yet, no matter the ranking involved, whether it was the Merit Leaderboard, the Leveling Leaderboard, or the City Leaderboards, there was one person who was consistently ahead of her no matter what she did.

Kael Darkmane.

The Darkmanes were the most low-key of the three hidden families, and the only one of them that Sylas had never personally come across. Though, their ancestors had likewise died under the system's fury.

Much like Kael had always been first-with the exception of leaderboards Sylas had been on—the Darkmanes had likewise only ever had two candidates to the three of the other families.

Kael and Asher alone were the pillars of the family, and they were too easily overlooked because of this... At least by the public.

When it came to those who understood this family, they didn't just not overlook them... they had a healthy fear of them.

Astrid had personally been extremely wary of Kael. He was a man who had limits she couldn't see through, and maybe because she was far more familiar with Kael than she had ever been with Sylas, she had always subconsciously treated Kael as far more of a threat.

When Thorne realized it was this man attempting to establish a line of communication with her, she almost forgot that she was supposed to be watching what was happening with Sylas. Her entire world froze until she slowly picked up.

"Thorne Ravenclaw."

The voice was deep, gruff, and abyssal in ways she couldn't describe. It simply didn't feel human in the way that it should, almost like someone had blended the most harrowing voices they could find in a program to spit this one out.

The name he spoke was her own, and it should have been a question, but it simply didn't feel like one.

Thorne calmed herself.

"Kael Darkmane."

"I'm calling you about the City of Glass. I plan to take the Darkmanes to the Grimblades as a show of allegiance soon, and I would hope that you would come with me."

Thorne's eyes opened wide. "What did you say?"

Kael didn't repeat himself. He let Thorne sit with the words, almost as though every one he spoke was too precious. Why repeat something he didn't have to?

Thorne took a deep breath. "Why?"

"The gap is too large," he said simply before ending the communication.

Thorne didn't understand what she was hearing. What did he mean the gap was too large?

Her head snapped back up to the screen only to see what everyone else was seeing play out.

Her eyes opened so wide it felt like they were falling out of their sockets.

Professor Fembroise had been in the custody of Casstle Main for a long while now. Her son and husband had been allowed to be with her, but even now, she was under strict supervision.

Much of her previous anger had taken a strong downturn after the government responsible for it all had been wiped out due to Sylas needing training targets for Cassarae. But even so, it was hard for a mother to forget the loss of her son.

A transparent barrier of golden green appeared around Sylas in a semi-spherical dome. Official source is novèlfire.net

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