Chapter 59: Hector (7)
And so, Hector’s head dropped to the floor.
The legendary figure of Babel, the one Amber once casually mentioned — this was his end.
As I watched Hector’s head slowly roll across the floor of the Graveyard of Weapons, my tension finally eased, and ambient sound returned to my ears.
Crackle. Crackle.
From Hector’s body came the sound of sparking, and the remaining energy in his mechanical heart greedily sucking in oxygen echoed through the chamber.
And then, I heard Victor’s voice, tense and murmuring under his breath.
“D-Did we win? Against Babel’s legend?”
Turning my head, I saw Victor standing there, still in shock, unable to believe what had happened.
His enhanced ocular implants were scanning Hector’s ruined body over and over.
After a moment, Victor finally let out a long breath of relief.
“We’re alive...”
He collapsed into a pile of debris with a heavy thud.