Sid Nivrone stared at his father, the man was deadly quiet. It was exactly one hour and forty-eight minutes after the clash between Samantha and Silas, with Samantha escaping with a few tears on her clothes and gashes on her skin, not badly hurt in Sid’s opinion.While she was hurt, his father didn't have a scratch on his body or even dust on his clothes. Sid's staring was because Silas wasn't lashing out, it was true that he wasn't one to scream like a banshee when he was angry. Sid had never encountered him in such a state, however the matter at hand was of someone trying to destroy his plans. The one he lived for. Even Sid had a difficult time guessing what his father was thinking. The hour had gone by with repairs being done to the walls of the house and the cleaning team dusting ash off of Silas's treasure trove.Sid glanced at his watch for the second time in that night.It said it's been ten minutes since the cleaning team left.Vatican Sol stood up to make a call, reducin

Hours rolled into days and days into weeks. Eren found himself planning with Samantha, Gaine, Drake, Kathlyn and Alice on how to steal back the Helm of Tyrants from Silas.The planning went smoothly, Eren's knowledge of Silas's house and Samantha's knowledge about Silas's plans was what they put together to create a reliable strategy on how to get the Helm of Tyrants back.“We need to get the Helm back as soon as possible. I feel like I'm gonna die of anxiety the more it's out there. Especially with a deranged monster. “ Gaine said, while facing the group at the table. His blue eyes twinkled with worry.“Not just any deranged monster, Gaine,” Kathlyn said, raising her lean first finger up as she returned to her seat with mugs of hot coffee and hot chocolate for herself. Eren eyed her, amused that she was not a black coffee girl.“A very deranged and powerful Awakened monster.” She folded her fist and hit the table as she finished, the mugs jerked and the liquid sloshed with the cup,

“I'm afraid that's not gonna work, Kathlyn," Samantha said, pushing a chair back at the table to sit.“Why not? If you use fire.." Kathlyn argued, following Samantha with her eyes until she sat, still trying to prove her point.“Breaking in by melting his security box with fire? Really Kathlyn?" Gaine said in disbelief, his eyes saying I thought you're supposed to be smarter than Drake.Kathlyn hissed at him and went back to facing Samantha. Samantha gave her a no face and tried to explain her rejection.“The security boxes have sensors.” Eren said absentmindedly, taking the chance from Samantha. His eyes focused on the table.When Samantha noticed that he wasn't ready to continue his explanation, she did, "Yes, Silas spoke about it once. The sensors in the security boxes are designed with a face and gait recognition program.” Samantha looked around the room at her friend's faces. “Silas will know we are there the minute we are sixty steps away from the box. The sensors are wired to

“I knew I was made for this.” Gaine said, a smirk plastered on his as they approached Silas Manor.“Shut up, Gaine," The group said at the same time. Kathlyn rolled her eyes.“Wow, you guys never have enough of me. And now you don't want me anymore.” He grumbled, amusement dancing in his sea eyes.Drake groaned and gave him a look that said, if you don't stop talking now. I'll feed you to the dogs.The group all through their journey had had to put up with Gaine, and his unwanted gist. Drake who was the short tempered one of the group surprisingly condoned Gaine throughout their journey.“Leave him guys , he's just nervous.” Alice commented, a smirk growing on her lips.“What do you me_?” Gaine was saying before Eren interrupted him, announcing their arrival at their destination.“We're here." He said and at the same time activated his MANNA the red glow in Excalibur shone brightly.As though the atmosphere before was erased, everyone in the group became serious, determination etched

“Useless!” Silas exclaimed as soon he heard the news about his baits, Sid, Vatican Sol, and Trevor.Jared Khan watched him, his eyes picking up every action. Silas Homer was acting like a man who had lost it.Not that he ever acted any better. Jared thought. Silas frowned, “I at least expected more from Sol. He should have reported back now.” Silas complaining about Vatican Sol’s subpar performance surprised the rest of his party. Jared and Edward Dennin, who walked in on the statement, shared a glance.“What's wrong? What happened to the rest?” Edward asked. Jared Khan didn't give him any response. Instead, he stood up and walked to the mini bar at the north end of the dimly lit room. A large window stood behind the small floating stall of wine.After pouring himself a whiskey, he lingered for a few minutes and took in the scenery he saw from the outside.Their house was on a hill, one of Silas's most treasured houses in the nation.‘It's a wonder how many houses he has.’ Jared Kh