'He killed them in seconds…'
If not for the bloodthirst in his veins, if not for the fact that he was Sanguine… Delmas's eyes would currently be trembling.
'Didn't he just evolve?'
He was sure of this, completely and absolutely. He had confirmed it from multiple sources before even coming for this ambush.
After Khana had sent her request, Delmas had ordered his people to watch Malakai closely. Follow his every move.
Three days ago, when Malakai had spent the night at Ironhold on his way to Blackreach, they had confirmed it, he had been unevolved.
The six Genesis evolvers Delmas had brought with him were the cream of the crop.
Elite Genesis stage warriors, some of the best new additions to their group.
The Maugrim.
Born in silence. Raised in shadows. Shaped by war.
The Maugrim were not just assassins. They were phantoms.
An order centered around espionage, assassination, and information gathering inside the dome.
