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DICE [103] b
"And you're so unlucky not to tell me since earlier!" Gala grumbles to himself. He takes the die and makes it spin slowly. "Remove the restraint. And you," Gala points to the die glowing orange beside him. "So annoying!"The die is just an inanimate object but very sophisticated, only following commands from Gala. Why does he have to get angry by himself? Does that mean it's a part of himself that's stupid, right? So, he's actually angry and annoyed with himself? Quite ridiculous!"Turn on the main shield. If the tube can't be reached in ten minutes, launch the rescue rope and bring us all to the surface."Gala prepares to press the lever where he has already activated the thrusters. "Activate aerodynamic mode. Turn on the thrusters at fifty percent pressure, Dice."That's what the die does for its master. Black Mamba starts moving where on the left and right sides it folds slightly inward. At the top, it descends a bit as a form of aerodynamics requested by its master. Then it starts
DICE [104] a
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
DICE [104] b
Bellamie didn't want to argue or protest Xavier's words. Not because she didn't want to, but seeing the disapproval on his face, she could sense that her husband indeed disliked the topic of the arrivals. When they returned, Xavier was somewhat sad and carried a heavy burden, even though the report from Theo, while Bellamie was still with Alex at Kyler's chaotic headquarters, stated that Gideon had lost. All his troops were withdrawn, and they began to undergo trial by the Council of Advisers.There should have been joy, right? Moreover, Bellamie also didn't want to postpone her return to East Metro, where special accommodations with layered security were provided until the woman arrived home safely. She didn't care about the pain she felt, the looming fear, especially considering a devil-hearted woman like Freya. What she wanted to see immediately was her daughter and husband.However... all she met was Xavier alone. Asking this and that about Gala, his answers were the same. Bellami
DICE [105] a
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
DICE [105] b
"What are you doing?!" Kyler widened his eyes in surprise. He pulled Gala's shoulder quite strongly for the young man to stand, but Gala pushed it away strongly. As they faced each other, the ruler of Metro West felt as if receiving many invisible blows that made him feel tight and difficult to breathe. The young man who had impressed him for some time. Fearless in the face of many enemies and very skillful in using many weapons and throwing many punches here and there. Also, his sharp and calculating gaze in implementing many strategies.But this time, in front of him also stood a figure of a young man who looked very desperate. His fatigue was clearly visible in the corners of his eyes, but what filled Kyler's head was not just that. So much sadness and helplessness now dominate him. The sharp gaze is gone. Replaced by a very disturbing melancholy for Kyler. Usually, Kyler never cared about sentimental feelings like this, but seeing Gala like this made him drop a feeling of pity."D
DICE [106] a
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
DICE [106] b
Gala's breath suddenly caught. "Don't tell me...""No," Xavier shakes his head firmly. "I didn't fall in love with Cathleen if that's what you're worried about. It's just that, didn't it cross your mind that such a possibility might happen?""I don't know. My mind can't digest that. And if that happens... I... I...""Chill out. I'm just messing with your logic, Gala. No need to worry. The only ones I love are your mother. And... you. My child."The tightness in his throat slowly loosens, allowing him to breathe again."When I decided to help her, I saw a beautiful future. Even if I had to spend hundreds of years just with her, it's not just her and me. There's also Rosaline and you, Gala. You're destined to be together." Xavier takes Gala's hand gently, lifting Cathleen's hand to join theirs in his grasp."I took good care of this girl because I knew and saw a future for you two. I approve of you reaching that beautiful future, Gala, because this is the end of my past actions. And I t
DICE [107] a
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