Chapter 315 A Difficult Choice

"Who goes there?" one of the guards boomed. His voice echoed like a sad song across the white sands of the beach. Tyler's boots left deep marks in the soft sand as he disembarked from the steamboat. He and his entourage had left the superyacht to land on the Wings Island beach, finally. Britta walked behind him, scanning the horizon. Yara was at his side with one of her eyes burning with Lilith's demonic essence. Derek Sentinel barked orders to the crew to bring down the cargo. Kat and Mamushi stayed near the steamboat, apparently wary of the island. "Who goes there?" The two guards stood like marble statues. Their bodies rippled with ethereal muscles under golden armor that shimmered in the tropical sun. They were clearly not human. "I'm Tyler Grant," the young man declared, rolling up his sleeve to reveal the six-winged tattoo on his bicep. As soon as he had set foot on Wings Island, it had begun pulsing with a faint golden light, as if awakening to the land's call. He held up his ha