Xylon's gaze drifted towards the path leading to Eva and the others, his brow furrowed in contemplation.
"How is it possible," he pondered aloud, "that no one knew about X after that? Someone must have taken him, but there was no declaration of his death. He lived off the records all these past years."
His voice was tinged with disbelief as he considered the implications.
"I assume he was with the resistance," he continued, his tone growing more incredulous. "Does this mean that the person who raised him was part of the resistance?"
Seira had known about his demonic nature all along, and she had wanted to kill him. Her decision to claim Xylon Sinclair, his twin, and not him, spoke volumes.
It was evident that someone had already intervened to conceal his integration into the human world eighteen years ago.
The pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place, forming a chilling picture of deception and manipulation.
" They took Jake!!" Karl asked .
