Now, another idea emerged in her mind beyond her control. In the past, Zayn told her that he was…Zayn could not be bothered to ponder. He only wanted to knock the person out so he could interrogate the person properly. “Very well. You’re acquainted with her, and I just so happen to be looking for her coincidentally. You’ve taken the initiative to appear before me, and that’s fantastic. Take me to see her.” Zayn stared at him closely. The person shook his head, cracked a meaningful smile and said, “You’re still looking for The Saintess? You’re never going to see her, not in this lifetime you won’t.”He suddenly remembered something so he added, “That’s not for certain, of course. There’s another way for you to meet The Saintess, and that’s for you to drop dead. Your corpse has a higher chance of seeing her hah-hah.”Zayn’s gaze turned sombre as he clenched his fists tightly. He had extracted quite a deal of information from this man’s statement already, and he felt even more rev
Miles had a look of admiration on his face as his eyes lit up. He muttered to himself, “That’s so cool. He sees everyone outside of the organization as tiny, helpless ants.”Skye had a look of infatuation on her face similarly. It felt as if a brand new world was opened up to her and a seed of fanaticism was planted in her heart. Even Ruby and Waine had almost similar reactions. They did not have admiration for the person but they felt inferior and agreed with the man’s statement that the man was a man while they were just ants. Sensing the reaction from the crowd, the expression on Zayn’s face changed ever so slightly. He furrowed his brows ever so slightly and figured that he had underestimated the man. It seemed that the man’s presence was almost similar to the concept of preaching a religion. Of course, he would never allow the man to continue his task. He let out two coughs. It was not loud yet it exploded in the minds of everyone on the scene like a thunderclap on a sunny
Thud!They engaged in an intense fight. At the very moment, their fists and legs made contact with one another, and the ground shook in a very forceful way. One could only imagine how powerful their combined strength was.Sensing each other’s strength, both of them were mutually astonished by how they had underestimated one another. However, it was this particular member of Sicut In Caelo who was most astonished. He did not expect Zayn to be so powerful, so much so that he could feel pain from the resulting collision. He had never experienced anything like it!Even though he was not considered the upper echelon of Sicut In Caelo, he was still a member of the organization. His innate essence was completely different from anyone out there. It seemed that The Saintress’ genes were so powerful that a bastard child she had with an ordinary person could still possess such powerful strength. So what? An ant was still an ant regardless, it could not possibly be a worthy opponent to
The force was so potent that it caused the paint on the wall to break away on its own. In the part where the brunt of the force landed, a crater was formed, allowing observers to gauge how much force Zayn had put.Zayn exhaled a long sigh, and Skye—who was standing about ten meters away from him—felt a gale brushing her face as if she had just faced a high-power fan. For some reason, her heart felt much colder than her face.The entire house seemed to have shrunken into a silence that could only be achieved by people being simultaneously nonplussed—or more accurately, flabbergasted. Their minds were blown, their worldview completely restructured, their minds were blank after such a bang. For a moment, their senses were numbed from all that shock.They would have never imagined any human being possible of Zayn’s feat before today. To them, the strength professional boxers and MMA fighters displayed on the TV should already be the pinnacle of human puissance. It was only today when th
Skye’s mental state was in complete disarray; she was all snot, tears, and uncontrollable keening. Gone was the conceit and condescending attitude that had characterized her in other, more normal times!Zayn, however, was not in the mood to entertain her, either. “It’s pointless to beg for mercy,” he declared coldly, “You’ll do better grovelling to your dear cousin Fifi. If she thinks you’re forgivable, great. If she thinks otherwise… Hmph!”Zayn pushed his foot down, and with a loud crack, rifts jagged through the poor tile underneath him.Skye was even more horrified now. Every shade in her face fled her face until all there was left was fear. She was never a brave young lady to begin with, and now Zayn’s power violated the limit of what was possible. In fact, she was starting to wonder if Zayn was never human to begin with—only some kind of superhuman could do the things he did, right?!She was so terrified by this point that nothing else seemed crazy anymore. Without a shred of
Envy. Pure, unadulterated envy, aimed at Zayn for being the son of a Saintess.Zayn had known nothing about Sicut In Caelo prior to this other than a vague description about how mysterious and powerful it was and the fact that his mother originated from there. But what exactly was Sicut In Caelo? Where was its headquarters?He had not a single inkling. But after his run-in with Miles’ older brother, Zayn had a vague, but good grasp of what Sicut In Caelo might be. From the sound of it, his mother’s pedigree was rather eminent, too—“Saintess” might very well likely be her designation rather than her codename.This cryptic organization just kept getting more and more intriguing the more he heard about it.His opponent turned out to have quite some vitality to spare, since he remained alive—coughing hard and looking as though he was hanging by a thread, but alive nonetheless—despite the life-endangering damages. He had lost the self-aggrandizing grandeur he first debuted with, though,
Of course, that was impossible. Zayn simply knocked Vulcan out. Murder was still a crime in the eyes of the law, so even if he wanted to kill the man, Zayn would not be so stupid as to murder him in front of a crowd.He turned back to the people gawking at him from behind and noted the gazes they shot him.It was how Faye and her family looked at him—it triggered a long, drawn-out sigh that he tried to stifle. He did not expect anything of what had happened to—well—happen, never in his wildest dreams. Then again, that is what life was. One could try their damnedest to map out a script of how their life should go, hunched over a large drawing board churning out contingency plan after contingency plan. Even after all of that, there was an element of chance and luck one could never account for.No one could be the sole master of their life. The future would always be uncertain, nebulous, and poorly-defined.Now that the impossible and unexpected had happened, regret had quickly become
Zayn had chosen Gordon’s help over Mr. Hyde’s for a very simple reason—he distrusted the man’s neutrality. It was hard to believe he would do things for Zayn’s favor when the former was, himself, a member of Sicut In Caelo. It would not be surprising if the man let Vulcan go because of this connection, and as someone who was exacting as he was meticulous, Zayn would definitely not allow room for errors.He would, however, allow a degree of leeway to poor Skye Carter, whose sanity seemed just a bit too close to snapping. In a moment of pity, he let her go.Now that he tied every loose knot, Zayn could finally give himself a breather. His battle with Vulcan had exhausted too much of his strength and energy that he was starting to feel the creeping signs of fatigue.He turned, locking his eyes with Faye and her family’s distant—and almost fearful—gaze and feeling a pang of unhappiness from the way they looked at him.“Since your house’s a bit of a mess right now, why don’t you come an