#Chapter77
The tower slowly came down and Anton lay on the snow. Aleksei held his glowing frame, /"His bones are breaking!/" He yelled and Nataniel froze his limbs, but they would still break inside the ice, /"It's not working,/"
/"What do we do?!/"
/"Listen,/" Anton looked at Aleksei, /"It can't be fixed,/"
/"No, it can, we'll make it! You'll make it!/"
/"Aleksei.../" Anton pressed his hand on Aleksei's face, /"Take me to the tower, and repair the hollow with my remains,/"
/"No, no, don't say that—You cannot die yet!/"
Anton smiled, /"Why not? We are all just an island of time of intelligence with a terrible desire to be loved yet raw from wounds of matter and of being human,/"
Tears left Aleksei's eyes, /"But you're not human,/"
Anton looked at his hands, turning to dust, /"I am not,/" He looked at Aleksei and then at Maks, /"We need to hurry. Open the portal,/"
