Chapter 17: The inevitable
Say something to Sophia, Break thought desperately, but all he could do was continue casting Resta.
Five minutes passed. Ten, fifteen, but their pace seemed hardly noticeable as they made their way back across the vast open area, the germs innocently mocking them as they struggled.
Sophia stopped and sat down.
"Break?" she began.
"Sophia." Break swallowed. The thought of losing her was finally getting to him, she wasn't going to survive like Blitz did after all, and there was truly nothing he could do. He laid the sleeping Sil'fer gently on the ground and delicately took Sophia's hand. He so wanted to stop her suffering. He brushed a strand of her straight, silver hair away from her face.
"I love you."
"Sophia..."
Sophia briefly hugged him and wiped her eyes with the long sleeve of his robes. "I've led a happy life, so don't look so sad." Break held her tighter.
"Remember what the rumours say. You must destroy the Great Shadow before the Government people harness its power. Promise me, Break."
"I promise."
He gave her a final embrace. She closed her eyes for a final time, her Skyly Section-ID disk dropped slowly to the ground, losing its light as it fell.
"Resta! Reverser! Ryuker! ... Rafoie! … Wilm Break, you fool!"