As Heiu lay bleeding on the floor, his voice weak and fading, he gasped, "How could you know all the things I have done?... It's all secret... top..." His words trailed off as the life seemed to drain from him, the receptor rod on the side of his head flickering out with his failing strength.
Gerald's gaze was unyielding, his expression one of hardened resolve. "I told you, it's time this corrupt and evil kingdom be brought to its knees, and the rightful rise of the Black Flames return. The heroes won't fail this time, nor ever again," he declared, his voice echoing slightly in the now silent room.
Before he could turn away, a sudden movement caught his attention. From behind, a scientist in white robes charged at him, wielding a metal bat, shouting, "Get the hell away from him!" as he swung the bat down towards Gerald's head.
