A Done Damage

While Eren and Sid fought intensely, Silas slowly approached the pedestal, his feet moving independently.

His heart beat rapidly in excitement, and a fierce smile crossed his lips.

Finally, after years of planning and plotting, his schemes were about to pay off.

All those years of frustration, anger, and hurt would finally pay off in full and glorious form.

Once he got to the pedestal and grabbed the helmet, he was made.

He would have all the power to destroy anyone who stood in his path, most notably the Winchesters.

The smile on Silas’s face grew wider, more manic.

This victory would be his crowning glory for centuries, and he was only starting.

After this battle, there would never again be anyone with any power over him.

No one could challenge his power without consequences. They had tried before and succeeded, but never again.

Silas' feet moved again, and after two more steps, he stood directly before the helmet.

He stared at the shining silver surface and felt h