Chapter 1089 - A sick leader (1/2)

Owen's men had successfully survived one of the first battles of this new Dalki war. What's more everyone had worked together to protect their leader behind them. Now that the fighting had come to a complete end, each of them had a large smile on their weary faces.

Knowing how exhausted their leader must be after his fight against the four spiked Dalki, the men turned around intending to celebrate with Owen, only to see that one of their own was already standing in front of him.

'How did he reach the head that fast? Did Anderson hold back in the fight ?' One of the Graylash members wondered. Still, he wasn't worried. Anderson was one of their own, someone they had known for a number of years already. Belonging to one of the factions under the Graylash family. He had been with them through a lot and all of them would entrust their lives to him… However, his next actions proved that doing so would be a big mistake.

Everything seemed to play out in slow motion in front of their eyes. Their faces went from smiles to disbelief as they watched Anderson's hand pierce through Owen's body. The look on the latter's face spoke volumes as he had not expected this betrayal after they had just beaten back the enemy.

”Noooo!” The people screamed as they rushed forward, but before they could even reach the person, a tunnel of ice shot straight past them and the edge of the walls hit the attacker, freezing him in place.

Oscar quickly ran forward, and when the arm that was lodged through Owen's boyd started to freeze. He pulled him, breaking the arm off and placed Owen on the floor while he placed his sword on top of him as well.

”Damn it! ALL HEALERS IN THE AREA ARE TO COME OVER ASAP!!” Oscar shouted, as his sword was freezing the wound to prevent the other from losing too much blood. Honestly, he didn't know how much it would help. He was no doctor, but blood was filling up Owen's mouth, whose eyes remained closed. The blow was awfully close to one's heart, perhaps even a part of it had been hit.

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Back on the second fleet's ship, Innu had just finished telling everyone the tale of what had happened to Owen.

”Someone betrayed the family head!” One of the Graylash men shouted who was close by, but Hermes quickly moved his hand over his mouth, telling him to keep quiet.

”Did you forget what happened here? How many who we thought we could trust betrayed us today? The one who did that must have belonged to the same traitorous faction! The important thing is to prevent this news. We can't risk morale dropping even lower right now. Is Owen…..” Hermes gulped down before he could finish the question. ”Is he alive?”

Quinn couldn't believe it. Owen was the ideal world leader. Someone he himself regarded as strong and wise. Alas, it seemed like he had been forced into such a miserable situation. If the one responsible was really the same as the 'humans' on board… then it would mean that the ones responsible were once again, vampires.

”His condition is critical at the moment.” Innu answered. ”They have healed the wound to the best of their abilities. Unfortunately some of his wounds refuse to heal. Luckily the blow had only taken out part of his heart, and they were able to use artificial parts to help him get through it. Still, he is in a very weak state right now and any complications could be deadly.”

'Can't heal the heart? Is this something similar to when vampires suffer Qi attacks? Did vampires have such an effect on humans?' Quinn asked.

'I can think of two things.' Vincent replied. 'Either that vampire has a certain ability that repels the healing effect, or something has entered Owen's body. Perhaps, their true goal was never to kill Owen.'

If their goal wasn't to kill Owen, then Quinn could only think that maybe someone was trying to control him. It made sense, all this time Quinn was thinking that this was a war with the Dalki, and not the vampires, but somehow they had gotten involved, and unfortunately not as humanity's allies.

As long as humans remained unaware about the existence of vampires, they would just think that there was a faction of humans out there, working with the Dalki for some reason. Also if they were going up against vampires, then they could do vampire things, such as turn people.

If someone had successfully managed to turn Owen, then the turner could get them to follow his commands to a certain extent, and with Jim working with them, who knows what else they were planning on doing.

”What happened to the assassin?” Quinn asked.

”For now, he remains frozen. They carved him out carefully and have imprisoned him on one of the Bertha sh.i.p.s. Oscar is planning to interrogate him, but they need to make sure that the person won't be able to kill themselves, so we are being extra careful.” Innu replied.

'Is the world going to find out about vampires? Should I tell Oscar? No, not yet, for now I need to get information from that vampire first and I need to do so before anyone else!'

”I'm going to visit Owen!” Quinn said. ”Please inform Oscar that I wish to talk to the assassin as well. Also it's vitally important that he doesn't go in there without me. I'll explain later why..”

And with that, Quinn used his shadow to connect and transported himself back to the Cursed ship to inform the others about what he was going to do.

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Thanks to Quinn's position as a world leader, it didn't take long for him to hear back. On top of that, they were happy to hear that he had successfully saved the second fleet from the attack. Oscar had agreed to his somewhat strange request and promised not to interrogate the man until his arrival.

With this deal accepted, Quinn decided to head to the Graylash family's main spaceship base. The others were still on the planet where the Demon tier had been, and Quinn asked them to remain there. He told them that he would go to Linda with the shadow ability, once he had dealt with this.

Honestly, the main reason Quinn wanted them to stay there was to keep an eye on Eno. Quinn wished to find out everything he could himself without Eno having any chance to play any of his tricks, and it was safe to say Quinn still didn't trust him a hundred percent either.