All Chapters of Little Guardian: Dar Wa'an: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

As Imguar and his chief science officer expected, the Enoriel attempted to break free the same day that Im'Guar spoke to him. He used the scientists, who had been briefly exposed to his influence while the containment shield had been open to allow Imguar in. Imguar purposefully used the men without protection of the mind-shields. The same men were still on shift, when the Enoriel made his attempt. 

5 Years Later...The mind-masked Republican official knew how to keep his heart-rate calm, conditioned to tell a lie so well that not even a careful monitoring by specialized instruments could detect it. Still, he was more than a little concerned whether the Enoriel would discern him. He hoped that the report about the Enoriel's current level of power was accurate.

The ship arrived to the rendezvous point close to the border of the North Empire, where the imperial ships waited for them. The ship floated, while the Republicans began the negotiations for the transfer. In the observation cabin frowning Michael watched the Enoriel.Several minutes after the ship paused movement, the boy put down the book and waited. He was able to sense the ship's movements. After a few minutes more, the boy got off the couch and walked over to the door. He started to reach his hand to the door detector, but

"Imladir, please, don't do this. You cared for Etashel, who was my brother. He wouldn't have wanted you to do this." Taenon pled."Don't bring him up. I'm not killing you." Im'Guar frowned, denying the unpleasant memory young Enoriel's words dredged forth from his distant past.

In the distance, retreating to the safety of the shore, the eight remaining Ethsarn ships were greeted by the triumphant cheering of random civilian and military ships, who had witnessed their feat. They surrounded them, forming an honorary escort back to the city.Phaeta leaned against the control panel, heavily breathing, her face pale and eyes closed, tears trailing down her cheeks. The crystal in her hand was dark, forgotten. Her effort seemed spent. Michael looked at her with genuine sympathy. Then he saw the girl's body