241 Cicero

Omega fixed me with a venomous stare. He inhaled sharply. He was certainly not pleased with my defiance, but I could tell my words had struck a chord. He observed me from his seat with a calculating gaze.

"Tell me more about this old Stalwart you've met," he said. "And you'd better tell a convincing tale!"

I told him about the old man who acted as though he was Minsec's emissary. I told him about his powers, and the torture he'd put me through before. I told him how I traveled through time once, and how he got furious with me for doing so. 

After I was done telling my story, Omega looked troubled. He looked at me then at the heavens above, as though pleading with them to tell him what to do with me. He let out a heavy sigh then his bright fiery eyes turned to me. He looked determined. He'd made his decision.