**Gaia's POV**

Astrein's expression shifts to something satisfied and proud. "Yes. I caught him. Brought him back from Las Vegas myself."

My eyes widen in shock. "You—how?"

"Damien tracked him down to a casino. We apprehended him without much trouble—he wasn't expecting us." Astrein's smile is warm as he looks at me. "But I want to give you the credit for his capture. You're the one who figured out his operation. You destroyed his dark silver grass fields. You deserve ...