Watts' thoughts churned like a storm, his aura pulsing faintly as the truth settled over him.
These people of the Order, this so-called organization—they had no respect for life.
None at all.
Their actions were ruthless, their methods barbaric, and their moral compass nonexistent.
He took a deep breath, sifting through the fragmented memories he'd taken from the Council of the Order.
The Paragons are the governing force of the hidden cities, powerful beings who work to maintain order and balance in the chaotic, secretive world beyond mortal perception.
Watts' memories painted them as regal, commanding, and, above all, unyielding in their mission to keep the hidden cities and the colonies around the galaxy thriving.
They stood as symbols of unity and strength, pillars that supported a fragile peace.
But the Order had risen as their nemesis.
The memories revealed the origins of this insidious organization.
