"Do you realize how close you came to blowing your cover?! You cannot believe how incredibly fortunate you were, that no one was recording anything in the midst of the chaos! We live in the Age of Technology, and no one was recording! That was a one hundred million-to-one chance!" The G.U.N. director admonished, pounding his fist into his desk!
Isaac, Sally and Lily were standing in front of the Director's desk, King Nigel Acorn present, via Webcam.
"I do not know what you would've rather myself do! If I wouldn't have done anything, innocent people would've been gunned down! I would be dead! In potentially exposing myself, I prevented the Order from taking innocent lives, something G.U.N. has been lacking in being able to do for the past eighteen years!" Isaac fired back, outraged in this impromptu hearing!
The Director's face became flushed with red, the veins in his neck pulsing! Being talked back to like this was highly unprecedented, especially when it came to the fragility of a protected cover!
"You cannot blame G.U.N. for being unable to stop a threat that had been in hiding since the Fifth Crusade! Our campaign against their strongholds are almost to an end! We have breached the stronghold in France! We have almost eradicated them!" The Director returned.
"Incorrect! I've been keeping track of what's been happening out there! They are still sending soldiers from somewhere! Somewhere you haven't been able to track down! Somewhere Dante doesn't know about! Most likely, that's where they sent that armored abomination after me from!" Isaac argued.
The Director calmed down somewhat, his face beginning to return to their normal colors. King Nigel cleared his throat, wanting to have a say in this.
"Director Clark, as much as I understand how much effort had been put in their covers, Isaac isn't in the wrong here. Risking his cover just might've prevented a loss of support against G.U.N. and their campaign against the Order of Honorius." King Nigel pointed out.
"What? How do you mean?" The Director asked.
"Think about it! An attack by the Order so far into Central City, a campaign having resulted in the deaths of civilians, it would've created the image of G.U.N. not being able to prevent the Order from taking the attack to the United Federation itself! I guarantee, it would've been a Public Relations nightmare!" King Nigel explained.
The Director became speechless, the thought of the potential loss of life resulting in loss of support not actually crossing his mind. He began going through the files on his desk, trying to think on an argument to stress the importance of Isaac to constantly maintain his cover!
"Alright, I will acknowledge that Isaac's interference did save G.U.N a potential backlash, and I am thankful for that! But that doesn't mean you can just transform in the middle of Station Square! Like I mentioned, you couldn't have been luckier, considering no one had recorded anything in the midst of the chaos!" The Director said, stressing the importance of Isaac's cover.
"I understand, sir." Isaac responded.
The Director breathed a bit of a sigh of relief, at least knowing Isaac was willing to listen to his assessments. The Director opened another folder, which had information on the weapons used on Isaac.
"Now, the Hazmat team had been doing the cleanup effort for the past two days, and we have found large amounts of Silver Nitrate in the area where those bombs had detonated. That seems to be what they used on you when they attacked." The Director explained.
Isaac rubbed the back of his neck, vividly remembering the sensation of his skin and muscle dissolving away from contact with the powder.
"I do not understand how it ate away at my skin and flesh! But transforming prevented myself from succumbing to my grievous wounds." Isaac explained.
"Well, it wasn't only Silver Nitrate. There were trace amounts of adhesive explosives on the powder. Basically, the Silver Nitrate combined with the explosive adhesive acted like Napalm, adhering to your skin. Most of the damage was most likely caused by the adhesive explosives, instead of the Silver Nitrate!" The Director explained, producing a small vial of Silver Nitrate.
Isaac backed away a bit, wanting to distance himself as far as possible from the substance. The Director put took the cap off, walking over to Isaac.
"They rely on myth and hearsay on developing their weapons for fighting demons. Silver Nitrate itself is inert, but prolonged contact can cause corrosion on the skin. And I have no reason to believe it actually has any adverse effect on your skin if only brief." The Director explained, gesturing for Isaac's hand.
Isaac hesitantly exposed his hand, the Director shaking out a small amount. The Silver Nitrate landed on top of Isaac's hand, left as a neat pile. Isaac felt no reaction, the salt itself truly inert. The Director wiped the salt off of Isaac's hand, sweeping it back into the vial. The brief contact left a bit of black staining, nothing a wet cloth couldn't get rid of.
"What would've happened if that would've actually dissolved my skin?" Isaac asked.
"Well, a quick trip to the intensive care unit probably would've been in order." The Director answered.
"Director Clark, what happens now?" Sally asked.
"Now, we'll continue to maintain your cover. So far, no one suspects anything. The Order won't be sending that metal behemoth out anytime soon, considering you managed to take out his arm. But I doubt that'll keep them from sending other reinforcements. But from now on… no more transformations! No more use of your powers! Are we clear!?" The Director explained.
"Crystal." Lily answered, speaking for Isaac and Sally. The Director smiled a bit, amused by the sister.
"At least someone is listening." The Director commented.
"Oh, uh, Director Clark, if you wouldn't mind, I'd like to talk to Isaac privately." King Nigel requested.
The Director nodded, opening the door to his office. He let Sally and Lily out, before himself leaving as well. As soon as the door closed, King Nigel cleared his throat, getting Isaac's attention. Isaac gulped, knowing this wasn't going to be a pleasant conversation.
"Sir?" Isaac asked, feeling his throat dry up.
"Remember how I said when I found out Sonic had slept with my daughter, that I wanted to strangle him?" King Nigel asked.
"Yes, sir." Isaac answered, beginning to know where this was going.
"Consider yourself fortunate the only thing separating me from you is several hundred miles of ocean. Of course, there is nothing preventing me from coming over there to hunt you down!" King Nigel threatened. Isaac felt his throat begin to ache, as if something were cutting the inside of his trachea!
"Nigel! Don't scare the young man like that! May I remind you I caught you going through Sally's old baby things to give to them as for her baby shower!" A voice interjected, Nigel flinching at this.
"Just thought a little fear would be good to temper his enthusiasm." Nigel responded.
"From what I've heard, you should be more afraid of him. Of course, it's not every day you find out your daughter is going to marry such a capable soldier." The voice said.
"Sir, who is that?" Isaac asked, not recognizing the voice. King Nigel moved the camera to his right, revealing a Mobian chipmunk-squirrel hybrid. She was wearing royal attire, very similar to King Nigel's. She bore a great resemblance to Sally, almost a spitting image of her!
"Queen Alicia!" Isaac exclaimed, recognizing her, and quickly bowing.
"Greetings, Ranger Abaddon. It's a pleasure to finally put a face to the name." Queen Alicia greeted.
"Likewise, your Highness! Likewise!" Isaac replied, bowing again. Alicia turned to her husband, noting to Isaac's reverence. Alicia quickly turned the microphone off, letting them speak privately.
"And you want to strangle him?" She asked. Nigel sighed, believing that his entire point was being missed.
"And you forget he's the one that knocked up our daughter." Nigel replied.
"Nigel! The language on you! And if I remember correctly, they secretly married before any of this had happened." Alicia argued.
"Not a legally binding marriage, Alicia! That's why as soon as they get back, I'm seeing to it they're getting married!" Nigel responded. Alicia looked back at the screen, seeing Isaac was still bowing.
"Well, he's not going to stop until you tell him to." Alicia said, turning the microphone on.
"You can stop bowing, Isaac." Nigel said, Isaac standing up straight.
"Apologies, sir. I merely wanted to establish a good impression." Isaac said.
"It is appreciated, Ranger Abaddon. And have no concern about Nigel. He's excited about becoming a grandfather. And of course, knowing you are marrying our daughter is peace of mind." Alicia responded.
"Of course, ma'am! I am willing to lay down my life in protection of Sally and any member of the Royal Family! I promise you this, right hand to Elohim!" Isaac proclaimed.
"I believe you said the same thing before you knocked up my daughter." Nigel commented, earning a glare from Alicia. Isaac responded to this by taking off the wedding band he was given, showing off the scar he had burned onto his finger.
"If I weren't sure about being in a union with her, I wouldn't have marked myself. And Sally wouldn't have done the same." Isaac revealed.
"Wait! She burned herself?!" Nigel exclaimed, not knowing about this.
"I thought she told you." Isaac replied.
"No! She didn't!" Nigel fired back, becoming furious and standing out of his seat! Alicia put a hand on his shoulder, Nigel taking a few deep breathes, before sitting back down.
"Sir, please know that I didn't make her do it. She took the ring out of my hand before I could stop her." Isaac explained.
Nigel closed his eyes, letting out sharp exhales, trying to calm himself down. After a few tense moments, he let out a large sigh, opening his eyes.
"While I know you love her, you make it very difficult for me to not want to hate you." Nigel said.
"I did nothing that Sally didn't want to be a part of." Isaac responded, reflecting what King Nigel had told him when he had found out about Sonic and Sally. As the tension was building in the silence, Isaac's hearing suddenly picked up a new sound. He could hear a ticking noise. Almost like a timer. Isaac slowly walked to the source of it, finding it was emanating from one of the office's walls. Isaac put his ear against it, trying to ascertain what it was.
"Isaac, what are you doing?" Nigel asked, not understanding what he was doing. Isaac shushed him, trying to focus on the noise. Suddenly, Isaac's eyes widened, before leaping away and bracing himself! A powerful explosion sent him into the door, breaking it down from the force of being thrown by the wave of energy!
Isaac was coughing up the dust generated by the explosion, Director Clark, Sally, and Lily standing in the hallway, caught off-guard by the explosion! Director Clark ran over to Isaac, helping him up. But as soon as Isaac regained his footing, he quickly pushed Director Clark away from him, a steel cable wrapping around Isaac, pulling him into the room! I metal gauntlet found its way around Isaac's throat; the Subject having recovered from his attack!
King Nigel and Queen Alicia could still see what was happening, in shock of what was going down! The Subject lifted Isaac off of the floor, his grip tightening! The eye coverings in the helmet lifted, revealing the Subject's eyes, a piercing silver color.
"I finally get to look upon you with bare eyes… and all I see is a scared child!" The Subject tormented, pulling a dagger out of his right thigh compartment. He made to plunge it into Isaac's neck, but Isaac stopped him with his hands, nothing preventing him from being choked out by the Subject! As Isaac struggled to breathe, his eyes began to dim, losing his strength and the dagger coming closer to his neck! The tip of the dagger began to prod his skin, beginning to slowly enter into his clavicle! Isaac gritted his teeth, trying his hardest to remain conscious!
"Just let Death take you, Isaac! I promise you; it'll be easier for the both of us!" The Subject taunted, tightening his grip around Isaac's windpipe! But as Isaac was losing consciousness, a .50 caliber round hit the shoulder of the Subject, sending him stumbling backwards! Isaac used the confusion to kick himself away from the Subject, escaping his grasp! Isaac inhaled as much air as possible, coughing horrendously from the previous lack of oxygen!
Director Clark reloaded, firing off another round, hitting the Subject with enough force to send him out of the room! Isaac scrambled to his feet, taking out the Glock 19 he had taken off of Keith two weeks ago! As he and the Director stood there, waiting for the Subject to exit the cloud of dust that was still floating, Isaac heard the sound of a machine firing up! Isaac quickly pushed the Director to the left, the Subject on his glider ramming into Isaac, crashing through the walls of the G.U.N. building!
Soon, they crashed out of the building, smashing through the wall of glass panels that make up the outside of the building! The Subject kicked Isaac away from the glider, Isaac beginning his descent towards the street! Isaac slowly opened his eyes, seeing that he was on his way to colliding with the pavement! Breathing heavily, Isaac focused himself, ready to break the Director's order about transforming! His skin began to darken, his veins glowing with fire, but the transformation halted, unable to focus enough energy!
Isaac snapped back to his normal form, unable to unleash the Demon! Isaac was still hurtling towards the streets, seeing a crowd of people well below him!
"Come on! We need to transform!" Isaac shouted, trying to provoke the Demon! As he was heading closer to his doom, a new voice spoke to him, a voice he had never heard before.
"Steel yourself, young Isaac. You must carry yourself upon the North Winds to achieve your victory." A soft voice explained, confident. Isaac didn't know what the voice had meant, only finding himself plummeting towards the ground faster! As he fell, he saw near him a falcon, one of which was falling with him. It was fast in its descent, but the adjustment of its wings had shown Isaac it was in control of its fate.
"The North Winds…" Isaac said to himself, before figuring out what he had to do! Isaac quickly tore the shirt off of his body, his back muscles beginning to burn! Suddenly, his wings erupted from his back, catching the current of the air generated by his descent! Isaac straightened himself, falling like the falcon! Isaac quickly began flapping his wings, picking up lift! As Isaac fell, he quickly changed the position of his wings, changing his course of direction! Isaac was gaining altitude, something he had never been able to do before today!
Isaac was soaring through the airspace of Central City, his eyes already picking out the Subject! Isaac was filled with a raging fire, ready to finally end this, once and for all!
"Isaac Abaddon has been terminated, my lord. No one can survive a fall like that." The Subject informed, unaware of Isaac's survival.
"Find his corpse and document his death. We are not going to take chances!" Francis responded, not wanting a repeat of eight years ago. But as they spoke, the Subject's HUD began to cry out, informing the Subject that Isaac wasn't done just yet! The Subject turned his head towards the indicator, seeing that Isaac was hurtling towards him at unprecedented speeds! Isaac reeled back his fist, ready to punch the Subject off of his glider!
The Subject quickly disengaged the tethers to his glider, flipping backwards to avoid the punch! Isaac quickly changed direction, slowing down! The Subject took advantage of this, engaging the blades on the glider! He quickly powered the glider, rocketing towards Isaac! Isaac quickly attempted to prevent himself from being gored by extending his arms, his hands catching the glider as it plowed into him! His extended arms kept the blades from penetrating into his abdomen, but he was at the mercy of the direction of the glider!
"Why won't you just give up and die?!" The Subject cried out, heading towards Station Square! Isaac focused his energy, letting out a breath of Hellfire! The barrels of the machineguns were melted shut, disabling them! The Subject attempted to engage the guns, but the alarm from the glider indicated their disabled state! As this battle of endurance raged, the News Station that was predominant in Central City was already covering the battle, a news chopper getting clear footage! It was broadcast all over Mobius, very few unable to watch the ensuing carnage!
Kingdom of Acorn:
Many of the soldiers of the garrison were awestruck by the unfolding events, not being able to believe their own eyes, as Ranger Abaddon was fighting for his life against this armored soldier! As they watched, King Nigel and Queen Alicia ran into the garrison, Nigel's personal guard with them!
"Just as I told you, sir! This is being broadcasted all over Mobius!" He explained, the coverage showing the fight. Isaac was doing his best in attempting to overheat the glider with Hellfire, but it was impervious to the sheer heat of his attacks!
"So far, the identity of the attacker and the victim is unidentified, but by the scale of this fight, it's still undetermined who will become the victor! I- wait, I'm getting word from G.U.N. that the attacker has been identified as being from the Order of Honorius, a terrorist group whose existence has only been acknowledge a few months ago!" The Reporter detailed, the camera zooming in onto the two.
"Please, hold on Isaac." Nigel prayed.
Angel Island:
"We are being informed that the hedgehog fighting this armored assailant has been identified as Isaac Abaddon, who has been employed as the personal guard of Princess Sally Acorn of the Kingdom of Acorn! Now, just from sheer rumor, this might just be a fight for the ages, people!" The Reporter said.
The entire Sonic Team was watching this fight in a state of disbelief, not once being able to contact Isaac and Sally since the raid on the Kingdom of Acorn! Isaac was delivering hard punches into the glider, the panels on it beginning to break apart!
"Come on, Isaac! You can do this!" Sonic exclaimed, not wanting to see him get ripped apart! Tails was mentally analyzing and working on the statistics of this fight! But by what he could see, the fight wasn't in Isaac's favor, if he wouldn't transform!
"He needs to transform! That's his only saving grace!" Tails exclaimed, knowing that was the only way he was going to win!
Station Square:
The Subject was preparing to end this fight, hurtling towards one of the numerous skyscrapers! Isaac could feel the pickup in speed, his wings flapping to slow it down! Isaac looked behind himself, seeing the wall of the skyscraper coming into focus! Isaac focused more of his energy, creating large currents of wind to soften the impact! Isaac's back collided with the wall, his extended arms still keeping the blades from his stomach!
Suddenly, the Subject hacked into the cameras of the New Station's chopper, showing the HUD's perspective! The Subject was going to show everyone on Mobius just what happens when they mess with the Order of Honorius! The HUD focused onto Isaac, showing his pulse. His pulse was racing, showing he was in a state of distress!
"Let this be that last moments of your life, Isaac! Make peace with whatever heathen god you worship!" The Subject taunted, slowly increasing the thrust power! Isaac's arms began buckling, the blades slowly getting closer! Isaac looked up, seeing he was being televised on the screen in Station Square, the entire city to see.
"I only worship the God of Abraham, Elohim! The God of many! You and your Order, you worship Gold! Greed! The Mobian Trading Company ordered for the deaths of my parents, so as to continue their greed! And I will not give up on bringing them to justice!" Isaac proclaimed.
The Subject increased the power, the blades getting closer and closer!
"The Mobian Trading Company hired the Order of Honorius to kill my parents to secure a drop point for illegal cargo, in exchange for a constant stream of resources! You are nothing more but a means to tie loose ends! You are nothing to them but expendable!" Isaac yelled out.
The Subject quickly pointed his armed gauntlet at Isaac, a sharp bolt firing out, impaling Isaac's shoulder! The sudden attack left Isaac open, a shift in power impaling Isaac to the wall!
"RRAAAGGHHH!" Isaac yelled out, the blades exiting out from his back, stuck into the wall! Blood was pouring from him, trailing down the wall! Isaac was thrashing his legs, trying to free himself!
Kingdom of Acorn:
NO! ISAAC!" King Nigel cried out, horrified by turn of events!
Angel Island:
"OH MY GOD! ISAAC!" Amy cried out, never seeing anyone impaled like that before!
Station Square:
"ISAAC!" Sally cried out, feeling everything run out of her! Isaac was coughing up blood, fear in his eyes, looking at the Subject! Suddenly, Isaac collapsed onto the glider, no longer moving. The HUD was still scanning his pulse, which soon flatlined.
"Congratulations, you managed to kill the Demon-Spawn. Now, next target is to kill Lester Harrison. We must sever our ties with the Mobian Trading Company." Francis explained. As he said this, he heard an echo coming from the television behind him. He looked back, seeing the Subject's HUD was being televised, which meant… his order was televised to all of Mobius!
"YOU IDIOT! YOU TELEVISED THE EXECUTION?! YOU EXPOSED US!" Francis yelled out, furious. The Subject began laughing, having been his purpose all along!
"Killing the Demon-spawn is my last act of the Order, Francis! Now, I believe the Stronghold in the Knothole ruins will be breached anytime now!" The Subject said, before hitting a button on his gauntlet.
Suddenly, the doors to the Stronghold were breached, G.U.N. agents swarming in, shooting any soldiers that attempted to stop them!
"Secure the Leader! We are not leaving without him!" One of the commanders ordered, before gunning down an attacking soldier!
As this was happening in the stronghold, the HUD began lighting up, focusing on Isaac's corpse. Suddenly, it began reading a pulse, which was slowly building up! Isaac's skin began turning black, his veins glowing red! Isaac's transformation, while slow, was dramatic, his newly clawed hands grabbing the glider, throwing it from himself! Isaac's wings were still evident, having become dark! Isaac kicked himself from the wall, tackling the Subject! They quickly impacted into the middle of Station Square, Isaac radiating a strong shield of fire!
The Subject stood up straight, having been thrown twenty feet from Isaac. Suddenly, the chemical dispensers in his suit injected an incredible amount of hallucinogens into his bloodstream, messing with his vision! He looked around himself, seeing everyone around as being Demons! He was disoriented, not believing his own eyes! He quickly armed his gauntlets, firing bolts as fast as he could! The civilians that were unfortunate to be targeted were quickly dispatched, dead before hitting the ground!
Isaac quickly charged, launching himself into the air with the Subject! The Subject activated the tracking beacon on his suit, summoning the glider! The glider collided into Isaac, throwing his aside! The Subject quickly boarded it, attempting to get out of the area! Breathing heavily, Isaac began his pursuit, the sound barrier shattering upon launching himself from the ground!
The Knothole Stronghold:
G.U.N. agents were arresting as many soldiers and engineers as possible, a breach team waiting behind the door to where Francis had secured himself!
"You're surrounded! Surrender, and you will be tried fairly!" The Commander said.
Francis was sitting behind a desk, his face buried in his hands. He looked up to the door, his eyes red and irritated. He didn't know how things could have ended so poorly! He was always on top of things! But ever since he cracked down on finally tying loose ends, that's when things have finally began to come undone! The Order of Honorius had reached a seat of power they hadn't seen since the Spanish Inquisition! Perhaps… things would've been better if he wouldn't have tried to kill Isaac. Maybe… things should've been left alone.
"Alright, we're breaching the door!" The commander shouted out, preparing a block of C-4. As they did this, Francis opened the drawer to his desk, revealing his pistol. He quickly loaded a magazine into it, cocking it. He pointed it at the door, contemplating whether or not to shoot his way out!
The Mobian Sea:
Isaac and the Subject were soaring over the Mobian Sea, trading blows as they covered large amounts of distance! Isaac was hitting as hard as he could, surpassing the threshold of shock the armor could take! The Subject was soon launched towards the South end of the Westside Island, crashing through a grove of oak trees! Isaac followed closely, landing near the sight of impact! His wings receded back into his body, studying the scene of impact!
There were near his family's abandoned homestead, the Subject's back leaned against the charred log wall, struggling to stand. Isaac marched over to him, grabbing him by his shoulder. Isaac quickly punched him across the face, sending him down to the ground! He quickly picked him up, proceeding to continually punch him, a cycle of sending him down to bring him back up and to punch him again! Isaac quickly brought him back up, reeling back his fist! The Subject quickly put his hands up in defense!
"Isaac, wait! It's me!" The Subject said, the digital distortion damaged. Isaac relaxed his arm, almost recognizing the voice! The Subject brought his hands to the helmet, breaking the hermetic seal. After the hiss of sealed air, the Subject removed the helmet, revealing his face to Isaac.
"T-Talion." Isaac said, recognizing him. Talion's face was heavily scarred and bruised, a result of the procedures done to him. He was breathing heavily, before collapsing onto the ground, sitting against the wall. Isaac reverted back into his normal form, standing before Talion.
"You… you're part of the Order?" Isaac asked, never realizing this before. Talion shook his head, spitting out blood.
"I had left the Order when I had found out they killed Azazel and Gloria. I tried to hide myself within the Mobian Trading Company, but soon, they found out that I tried to get you to relocate you and Lily somewhere safer. I hid in Westopolis… but they managed to find me there." Talion explained.
"You… you killed those people in Station Square." Isaac said, remembering his last attack.
"It wasn't me, Isaac! It was the Archangel! They pump me full of drugs to make me obey! Please, just know… I would never want to hurt you or anyone else." Talion said, subconsciously pressing a button on his gauntlet, the glider silently picking itself up from the ground.
"I exposed the Order! Please, just know that Francis is finally going to pay for everything he has done! You don't have to live in fear anymore! You can live your life without them trying to harm you!" Talion revealed.
The Knothole Stronghold:
The door bust open, G.U.N. agents swarming in! They quickly pointed their weapons at Francis, whose chair was turned away from them!
"Turn around!" The Commander ordered. Francis didn't comply, his back still turned from them. The Commander slowly approached the chair, spinning it around while keeping his weapon pointed at him. Francis was slumped in the chair, the gun still in his hand, a large, bleeding hole in his right temple. The Commander brought his radio up to his mouth, holding the button.
"Control, this is Jackson. Francis is dead, sir. Suicide." Jackson informed.
The Abaddon Homestead Ruins:
"Come with me, Talion! We can get you help! Doctors! They can… fix you!" Isaac pleaded, wanting to save his friend. Talion shook his head, tears welling up in his eyes.
"It's too late for me, Isaac. But you… there's still time." Talion said.
"Time?" Isaac asked, not quite understanding him. Talion pointed a shaking hand at Isaac's abdomen, where a growing, necrotic wound was evident, the skin turning grey and the veins turning purple!
"A poison. From the blades. I have an antidote! Here!" Talion explained, taking out a vial from his gauntlet! Isaac was quick to take it, quickly uncorking the vial and gulping some of it down! As he did this, his ears picked up the sound of the glider's thrusters, heading towards him! Isaac quickly backflipped over it, the glider heading towards Talion!
"Sweet release…" Talion muttered, before the glider impaled his body! Isaac landed on his two feet, witnessing Talion writhing from the impalement! With his last breathes, he looked to Isaac, fear in his eyes.
"Isaac… please, don't tell Lily." Talion said, before collapsing onto the glider. Breathing heavily, Isaac looked back to the vial, which was broken from the sudden movement! Isaac gulped, knowing he only took half the vial! He looked down to the wound, seeing that while it had slowed in its advancement, it was still a threat to his survival!
"I need to get to the Kingdom of Acorn! It's my only chance!" Isaac said to himself. But before he ran, he walked up to Talion's Corpse, placing a hand on his head.
"Goodbye, old friend." He said, before finally running in the direction of the Kingdom of Acorn!