The pace of Black Mamba remained stable as it began to enter the Caspian waters. Disabling the Eastern Metro alarm system made Gala furrow his brow. Nevertheless, Gala remains Gala, capable of infiltrating without many people knowing. Besides, he's confident everyone is busy after yesterday's battle. Although Gala doesn't know much about the damage in the Eastern Metro, at least the casualties there are minimal.The spotlights illuminating his vehicle focus on a point as the depth increases, making the water flow thicker. The light penetrating from the surface rarely reaches Gala's current location. Gala rarely sees marine life, which initially amazed him. It reminds him of Cathleen's skill, where she mentioned she could dive. Perhaps he'll plan a special agenda where they both dive into the sea with a beautiful panorama. Who knows, considering Cathleen has traveled a lot. The corners of his lips curve into an unconscious wide smile. He pushes the ship's lever to increase its speed."

Gala's heart acts like a countdown timer where he realizes that battling against time truly shortens his wit. All he wants is to surface quickly. Every effort he puts into making Black Mamba move at lightning speed. The pressure surrounding the submarine significantly slows its movements. The tube is tightly gripped by a claw-like device, now beside Gala though limited by the sub's glass. Although it slightly breaks his concentration because, at times, Gala frequently glances at the tube to ensure the girl inside is okay."Increase thrust, Dice."However, a loud warning signals significant engine damage. When Gala takes the tube, the rocks around begin to crumble. Not to mention, the whirlpool under Gala's sub suddenly pulls him forcefully. The tube almost slips from the claw's grip, even though one of the ship's wings breaks, causing it to sway several times. Relying on a single propulsion engine, where he must reach the surface, Gala tries his hardest to get them out of the depth.I

Almost the entire injured troops received special care from Kyler. He also injected endorphins several times to strengthen many cells and body parts that he felt could be damaged due to explosions. He tried his best to keep them alive. Usually, Kyler doesn't care about the injured. Moreover, where he knows the likelihood of that person's survival is very slim. Instead, Kyler injects poison until the person dies shortly after the poison spreads throughout his body.For Kyler, it's useless to give them hope because the chances are very slim. However, that thought immediately collapsed when he met the tough young man named Galaksi Haidar. Through his optimism, his spirit, and how he protected people that the young man himself didn't really know. Also, the conversation that left a lasting impression on Kyler's empty heart.His life is limited to the laboratory, conducting research, perfecting many things he found from year to year. He doesn't care about what happens out there except for m

Gala never takes his eyes off Kyler's careful actions with the tip of his knife. Several times, the man glances at Gala, seemingly seeking consideration, and Gala simply follows his instructions, nodding. The knife moves deeper, splitting the chest area of the girl where there was previously a similar wound. However, the wound has closed perfectly, leaving only a small, faint scar.The beeping sound on the monitor screen creates a tense atmosphere in the room, which Gala would describe as a mix of an operating room and Kyler's workspace. The bright lights continue to focus on the girl's body, now dressed in different clothes. After the green color was applied to facilitate Kyler in 'reinstalling' the heart of this still-closed-eyed girl, several tubes and cables were attached to Cathleen's body. Occasionally, Gala ensures that the movements on the monitor are still there, though weak, making his heart increasingly uneasy.Gala opens the box with trembling hands, as blood continues to

Gala remained faithfully seated beside Cathleen, who still hadn't opened her eyes. All the monitors overseeing her life force still looked weak. The constant beeping from the machine had become a distinctive sound that accompanied Gala throughout the week. Only occasionally did he move away from Cathleen, where the four of them took turns watching over her.The girl's condition slowly began to improve. Her body was no longer too pale, and the skin no longer showed bones wrapped in flesh. Although it couldn't be confirmed how long it would take for her to open her eyes, at least there was a better hope, right? That's the only thing they could affirm together to continue nurturing hope for the girl to open her eyes again. To be back with them."Have you finished your lunch, dear?" Gala turned to the figure who had just entered the room where Cathleen was being treated. The room was as spacious as when his father was lying there before finally regaining consciousness. The figure smiled w