As members of the oldest beings in the universe, the Watchers saw all.
He'd never understood the Watchers or any of the otherworldly beings Damian or Jule had known pre-Schism.
You'd been protected by other immortal beings called the Watchers until it was time for your fate to unravel.
The oldest beings in the universe, the Watchers were supposed to observe and were forbidden from interfering in human affairs.
What he remembered of the Watchers came from the Schism, when they'd openly hunted and killed Naturals—humans with extraordinary gifts—that they felt were threats to them.
The Watchers thought him lesser, because he'd chosen the mortal world over the immortal one.
The Watcher wanted her dead, and yet, Watchers couldn't always be trusted to tell their true intentions.
He'd never forget his single run-in with one of the Others, a group of Watchers working to destroy the mortal world in favor of an immortal one.
Unlike the Watchers' tell-tale green eyes, the Others had unnatural purple eyes.
If the Watchers and Others both sought this woman, something was very wrong.
He trusted Sofi over the Watchers but couldn't help wishing the damned Oracle had been a bit more specific.
If the Watchers went to Damian, and Damian wanted the Magician dead … she'd be dead.
You know by now about the Watchers and Others?
Let the Others and Watchers fight amongst themselves without our involvement.
The Watchers really wanted him to execute his mission.
The tall figure loping after them was the equivalent of an immortal pit bull, one of the Watchers' own elite personal guards.
He didn't know if the Watchers would let him die or not, but he was about to find out.
The Watchers said so.
You will bring me Jule's body, or I will invite the Watchers in to do with you as they please.
One of the Watchers told me similar.
The Watchers are pissed at me.
The Watchers stripped the Guardians of power, but their base of power is in the immortal realm.
If the Watchers could find him, they could find her—and their son.
The Watchers, however, were a different story entirely.
"Can you track Watchers?" he asked.
And figure out if you can hunt Watchers, too?
If the Watchers and Others couldn't hide from him, he was one step closer to finding a way to rid the planet of both.
The Watchers paid a visit to Damian.
Pissing off the Watchers was never a good thing.
He doubted the decision was made on emotion only; he'd never leave Damian to battle creatures like the Watchers and Others on his own.
The Watchers and Others will wipe out everyone.
The hair on the back of Darian's neck rose suddenly, and his newfound ability to track Watchers and Others pinpointed where the Watcher would appear before it did.
He should've felt something, perhaps gratitude, to the man before him.
Watchers had a reputation in the immortal world as being manipulators.
With the memories of a better time drifting through his mind were memories of a war brewing between Others and Watchers that ultimately ended in the Schism, the severing of the mortal and immortal worlds.
My Original brethren tell me there will be a split soon between the Watchers and the Others.
Among the watchers at Charlestown was a brave young man named Paul Revere.
True, but it's always been in the Watchers' best interest to ensure humanity perpetuates.
"I thought Watchers had a policy of non-interference," Dustin said in a measured tone.
Watchers rarely cause us harm, but they rarely involve themselves in our business either.
Didn't think you Watchers liked us lesser beings contacting you.
The Watchers are in town, and they may be dropping by to visit.