The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants

Sphinox, the Second Creation Part II

It’s been years, at least, since Vernon had been the one playing on the field. The last memory he had of this investigation kind of thing was when The Chosen one was 7 years old. It was when he and the other elders discussed it was best for the boy to be homeschooled.

Less risk and exposure. Somehow, the elder felt like he was in his 30’s again. He even wore something that resembled a uniform.

“Here”, Yves says, brisk, no nonsense, and Vernon reminisces the days the two of them teemed up. Yves always had a certain flare in him. The voice he uses in meetings, fingers laced, eyes cool, the tone he employs to get men at least ten years his senior to do his bidding.

And knowing Yves, he really does the job. Like how he managed to get the PSG fellows to talk.

It’s resolute, incontrovertible, and Vernon doesn’t bother resisting when Yves presses a Kahr Arms P380 gun into his hands.

Now he remembers it. The man with him is used to seeing dead bodies at his feet. A man who is a part of the da