It wasn't until a full five minutes later that it all sank in for Javier. He chuckled bitterly, tears of rage spilling down his cheeks.
Even if he was the only one awake, so what? Would they let him live?
Almost certainly not.
What good was his breakthrough now?
He had come all this way to die.
Javier grit his teeth so hard that blood seeped through his gums. He had never been so angry in his life.
He unleashed a roar, swearing to the depths of his soul that if he ever got the opportunity, he would make them all pay.
Sylas Grimblade. Professor Broussard. Cassarae Hale. Anyone responsible for this would suffer his wrath.
In his fury, he forgot everything, a blazing intent taking hold of his body.
His only chance was to make it to the very end. With everyone around him having lost their minds, this would be the best chance he would have at such a thing for a long while.
