This is Rourk, my other Guardian assigned to Ireland.
I think all these Guardian-men are.
After this is over, I'll tell you about the Guardian recruitment stats.
"We've been waiting for you," the blond-haired Guardian said in a light Irish lilt.
Jenn was Dusty's most senior female Guardian, the captain of the Western Hemisphere's spy network.
Yet it had been her father who killed Sean, not the Guardian Jule.
"Soon, Guardian," it whispered.
The shockwaves faded, and she stood in the middle of an intersection, stretching out with her Guardian senses to find some kind of life.
Did you see what I did as a betrayal, because I chose my role as a Guardian over helping you wipe out the Others and anyone else in the way?
Yully's breath caught, and her thoughts went to the Guardian in the kitchen.
I'll forgive your indiscretion with the Guardian, my dear.
Yully entered ahead of him and spotted the reclining Guardian dressed all in black in one corner.
I was hoping you were going to tell me this Guardian-bad guys thing was something I'd dreamed up.
The Guardian was all business.
The wave of magic had short-circuited his Guardian powers and dropped him on the other side of Ireland.
The door opened before he knocked, and the Guardian within looked him over.
Why is a Guardian working at the pub?
I take it you know by now you've got no Guardian powers?
"It's bad, Jule," the Guardian said, pursing his lips.
She was unguarded and troubled, a combination that appealed to the Guardian in him.
He sensed her Guardian gift: the ability to manipulate minds.
"He killed a Guardian as well," her father said.
You think an Other is your father, and you seem to think a Guardian of humanity is your enemy.
The large, blond Guardian was rarely more than five feet from his charge and sat in the corner.
The same skill you've learned this morning, you can use against any Guardian or a whole group of Guardians.
Even her father's magic was gone when she expelled it. … you seem to think a Guardian of humanity is your enemy, Darian had said.
The walls of the underground facility were trembling from a shockwave of power that made her Guardian senses hum with danger.
"Know your place, Guardian," Xander warned in a lower voice.
"Your Guardian must come," Xander said.
I want to know why a Guardian is so interested in protecting a Black God.
Yes, Guardian, it is.