Chapter 154: Supplication

"Did your mother possess any psychic abilities?" Kendalf asked Caitlin, his tone careful and contemplative. Raven’s eyes flickered up to meet Enoch's. Psychic ability. Caitlin’s response was crucial. It was the key to the future of their kind, a hidden truth long speculated but never fully realized. Her answer would affirm the hope they had carried silently for centuries. Caitlin chewed on her lip, her thoughts distant as she recalled fragments of her mother’s life. "She did. She would know things before they happened. Simple things, like the phone ringing or a visitor arriving unexpectedly. But you have to understand, she wasn’t communicative. She barely spoke to me. Sometimes, she would forget about me for days, even weeks. I didn't know her well enough to learn much from her. She wasn’t a teacher or a guide, and she certainly didn’t explain her abilities." Enoch’s expression remained stoic, but his gaze intensified, the weight of history bearing down on the moment. "But you are