The Abyss was one of the most dangerous places on earth and home to the Wailer, one of the nine great Titans. Sending Aldrich's aquatic variants there was almost like a suicide mission.
Okeanos might be able to do it, but he had to stay in Haven to power the city.
In the first place, the Italian prong got their Kryptic from the very few fragments that washed ashore from the Abyss, and now, there were no such samples.
However, this still felt like the most realistic option. Most of Aldrich's undead could function underwater. He could too by virtue of not needing to breathe.
It was dangerous, but it was possible.
Aldrich weighed his options before V chimed in.
"Hold up," she said, tapping one of the her cable hairs. "What if we don't have to deal with Solomon at all?"
"What do you mean?" said Aldrich.
