Terror, shock, and impotence assailed the hearts of Jormgundr and Ouroborus, leaving the two Sky Seed Depravitas paralyzed at the sight before them. Vlad—who had carried the hopes of humanity on his shoulders—lay in their midst, a mangled, broken figure whose breath no longer stirred. The battlefield, moments ago filled with continuous noise and deadly clash, now seemed suspended in a hush of dread.
"A.I. Chip, show me a way!" shouted the small yellow cat, his voice raw with desperation. He was no stranger to crisis, but this time, the situation felt irreversible, and his trembling body betrayed his mounting fear.
Yet the response that echoed in his mind was no different from before.
