Page 87 of Guardian's Legacy
"By the Black Abyss."
"What the fuck?"
"Frygg."
Words of exclamation rang out, but I didn't pay them any attention. I fell on my knees next to Alice. My hands moved up, but for some reason, I was worried about touching her.
"Those are names."
"Frygg, that's Ronnex. I knew him."
"Grab one."
"No, wait. Alice has one."
The voices talked all at once. Like in a trance, Alice looked up, and I followed her line of sight, finally seeing what the others had already noticed. The stacks and stacks of boxes. So many.
"They must have taken this from the Darlams," Alice's voice told me, bringing me back to her. I finally turned my attention to the box's contents. I cursed when I realized what Alice's words meant.
Just when I thought the Ohrurs couldn't surprise us anymore, they did.
"Why would they do this?" Zoe asked, reverently stroking a box.
"Why did they do anything? They're fucked in the head, that's why," Tucker replied.
Nobody disagreed with that statement.
Gently, I took the box from Alice and handed it to Vraax. Then I helped Alice up. She snuggled right into my chest. "So many, Xyrek. There are so many."
Unsure of how to reply or if a reply was even necessary, I kissed the top of her forehead, holding her tight, as if I was afraid she'd float away if I let go.
"How many Darlams are still asleep?" Nock asked.
"We counted seven thousand four hundred and eleven," Luph replied in a subdued voice.
"You should wake them," Nock opined, removing the comm from his ear, looking more shocked than I had seen him so far. He shook his head. "This is… I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I ever said a bad word about any of you. But I will use all my power to cast this atrocity throughout the universe. Everybody will know what the Ohrurs did to you."
A tear rolled down his face. Zaarek moved next to him and grabbed his shoulder, squeezing it. "You're alright, little Kred."
"You're one of us," Raasla nodded.
"That's another brilliant idea, Nock. Actually two. I think he's right. We need to awaken the others." Sloane agreed. "It's time."
"Why?" Vraax looked torn. "We have no idea where their Soulweb Glyphs mates are. We can't wake them and have them go through the same agonies we went through without the support of their mates."
My heart constricted. Vraax had a point.
"How would we ever find them?" Zoe sounded shattered. "The Cryons took so many of us, scattered them throughout the universe. We don't even know if any of their mates are still alive."
"We were hunters," I was surprised my voice was even. "Once these males are awake and have recovered their memories, they will do what they did best once upon a time. They will search until they find their Soulweb mates."
"I don't know," Vraax shook his head. His eyes wandered over the many boxes stacked upon each other.
"We don't have to decide right now, we—" Sloane was interrupted by the noise of several boxes falling.
Our attention turned back to Nock, who seemed to have recovered from his emotional outburst and had attempted to climb up the wall to reach something, only to bring an entire column down on him.
Noodar was closest and moved the boxes off the Kred. "What in the name of the Black Abyss were you doing?" He pulled Nock up.
