That torn, trembling cry made them grit their teeth in hysteria and rush madly toward it, heedless of everything.
Amid the chaotic surges of energy, Sir Awen's eyes churned with turmoil. He gritted his teeth, all hesitation nearly gone. He was on the verge of releasing every restraint on himself, letting the Curse run rampant inside him and erase his memories completely, if that was what it took to regain the pinnacle of his strength!
No!
He couldn't die!
Even with the Curse of immortality, the blow he had taken for the Colossus Brain was still the most terrifying strike from three supreme Origins!
If he really died, if he really fell in this upheaval, then they would unleash an ultimate cataclysm in this Dark World and make them all pay in blood!
"Lynn!!"
The distant, frantic call seemed to linger beside his ear.
But all he could hear was a series of intense, piercing metallic rings that echoed endlessly in his ears.
His vision seemed to blur beneath a wash of blood.
His right eye.
Fragments kept spilling from it, piece after piece.
Then, like glass, the moment it filled with cracks, it shattered out of his socket.
And as it shattered, the enormous, scarred head he had become finally began to compress and twist, turning back into his blood-drenched body.
"That's why I said this was the last time..."
Amid the swirling blood mist and dust, he struggled to clamber up from the ground.
Step by step, he walked toward the enormous Colossus Brain before him.
With each step, he withered further.
Blood left a long trail behind him.
"I paid such a steep price to save you..."
Panting, his head lowered, he pressed his blood-covered hand hard against the Colossus Brain's enormous mass of flesh.
"You ought