Chapter 145

ACHILLES. I sit back on the chair, my eyes wide with horror. The three of them are the only ones left in their village now. There must have been a couple of thousand people in there who lived peacefully. And now they’re just down to three. The first instinct that I feel is self-blame. If only I had been more active and more observant before this thing even blew off, I would have been able to save so many lives. But now the battle is looming over us. If I don’t do something about it now, it’s only going to get worse. Henry already saw that there were other people from different villages in there. Tristan is really trying to take over. “I will arrange a mission to go to the mountain,” I say, looking at Carlos. “We have to do it soon—” “I don’t think that would be possible, Alpha King,” Henry says. “The place is heavily guarded now. And there would be too many monsters in there. Mutants made from ordinary people. You can’t just kill them. They were people.” He’s right, as much as I