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“Because he has a score to settle. He wants to finish what he started.”
Helena took a deep breath, ran her fingertips across the surface of the pond at our side, and sent her gaze across the room. “When Azrael told me what the Tyrant had said of Medrion, I didn’t believe her.”
“You already knew?”
“Azrael interrogated Abaddon upon his arrival, but I didn’t believe his words.”
“Do you believe them now?”
“Medrion has never made any of us think he was the monster he stands accused of being.”
“I’ve seen the marks on his body. He hides them well.”
“You know I cannot simply take your word on this.”
“I know. But it’s not just my word. You have his word?—”
“—his word?” Helena scoffed. “He may as well be a demon.”
“Take mine, then,” Micah said. “I can vouch for her.”
Helena frowned. “In all the time you have been here, you have not once spoken out against Medrion. Why speak up now?”
“I wanted to see this Bastion not only survive, but thrive,” he said. “Had I told you I suspected Medrion was enjoying his duties as a jailor, as a breaker of spirits, or that I sensed his corruption, your opinion of him would have changed, as would your attitude toward him. The last time he was here, he left this place as an ally, ensuring he would leave us alone. We would not have survived if he had tried to attack us.”
“There’s no reason why he would have, not out of the blue.”
“Medrion is self-serving,” I said, “If you had something he wanted, or if he thought you weren’t going to fall in line, he would have turned on you. Micah did you a favor.”
“And I suppose I should be thanking him?”
“I did what I thought was best for the Bastion at the time,” Micah said, “But I agree with Sarakiel… Medrion has become a threat. No one knows where he is since the attack on Meridian. He could be anywhere right now, doing anything.”
Helena shook her head. She was visibly frustrated by all of this, and I couldn’t blame her. “What am I supposed to do with this information?” she asked.
I sighed. “As much as I think he deserves to be where he is,” I said, “I would like to ask that you release the Tyrant from your dungeon.”
“What?” Helena balked at the suggestion. “Why on Earth would I release that snake?”
“Because as cruel as I’m sure he can be, he’s not worse than Medrion… and I need his help.”
“Sara, no,” Micah said, anticipating what I was going to say.
“I want to find Medrion,” I continued, “And I think he can help.”
“You…” Helena said, “Want me to release the Tyrant, so that you can go hunting for a murderous Archangel?”
And find out what he knows about Lucifer,I thought, though I kept that part to myself… for now.
“I do. The longer I stay here, the higher the risk that Medrion will come looking for me. If he does, he will give you an ultimatum—deliver me to him, or he will burn your Bastion down and kill everyone who gets in his way. I don’t want you to have that decision on your conscience.”
“That’s incredibly noble of you,” she said, “But I’m still having trouble wrapping my mind around all this.”
“Trust me, I’m deliberately parceling information out for just that reason. Angels aren’t good at handling world-shattering moments like these easily.”
“Thatwe are not…” Helena trailed off. She looked at me gravely, seriously. “I can’t condone your mission to find Medrion. He’s much too powerful.”
“I don’t think we have a choice, here.”
