The council meeting came to an end and Sam returned to his lab, leaning back into his seat and heaving a long tired sigh. Wolf and Elina looked at each other in silence, the female scientist's brows furrowed by the uneasiness weighing down on her. Her eyes seemed to plead him to do something so after a while the old man let out a resigned sigh and asked.
"How did it go?"
There was no answer at first.
"Well, it's too early to tell."
It was quite a surprise when Sam told them his plan of taking control over what was left of humanity. They were sure he wasn't the power-hungry kind and he was always reluctant to climb the ranks as he hated the responsibilities that would be thrown at him, however a lot has changed during the week he spent in the Nephilim world.
Before he had no problem letting the other Generals do their thing while he chased after Loki, but after learning about the Primordials, the Fallen and the Awakened he simply couldn't do that anymore.
