At the same time, back in the US…
Cain frowned, his lips curling downwards hard as he stared over the horizon, going still all of a sudden.
The officials marching behind him, escorting him to his convoy, froze, no question asked, they just stood at attention, wondering what might have caught the president's eye.
Over on Cain's end, his expression went grim as his brown irises flickered gloomily, 'Who could have breached the rule?' he wondered, almost cursing.
There was a strict order in place, he was the only one allowed to remain here mostly to take over the responsibility of the emperor of the west, at least till the birth of another.
So why in the fuck would one of those old coots interfere for fucksake?
Even if it was only a trickle, just this bit of presence could be sensed by 'them', and when that happened, humanity was fucking fucked!
So why in God's name would someone breach this taboo knowing full well the risks?
