After Gideon's defeat, Gala didn't care if he had hurt his father's feelings. His mind was filled with the events that had shocked him tremendously. Indeed, they were the winning side, but a sense of pride and happiness did not touch his heart at all. Instead, confusion and high concern quickly took over him. He couldn't accept the disappearance of the die along with Dice no longer by his side.The sacrifice shouldn't have happened. The future he saw shouldn't have come true. Flashbacks that he desperately wanted to erase from his life he now watched vividly. Even though he could prevent it, right? Why wouldn't his father listen? Why take such a risky action? Gala felt like going crazy thinking about how to go back to the past or at least prevent Dice from doing something that would make her leave Gala.His head was filled with many moments they shared since they first met. It made Gala repeatedly yell the girl's name, running aimlessly, hoping to find her. He wanted to affirm himself
Gala sat in silence, hugging his knees, and sometimes, his eyes looked up at the still-dark sky sprinkled with stars. As far as his eyes could see, only the sky met his gaze, and there was no other sight, just sand on all sides. The tent where he spent the night was already standing tall. He dimmed the lights, but there was something missing. The die... Dice was no longer in it.The girl had truly disappeared.The die had taken her to a place Gala felt was still within the West Metro area. Gala felt the ground beneath him was slightly higher than before, allowing him to see a lot more from his current vantage point. Mostly sand, though. Upon reaching this place, the first thing he asked was about Dice's whereabouts. He checked repeatedly to make sure Dice was inside the die, but all he found was a small glowing object that immediately projected a clear image.Dice was there, smiling among many surveillance screens that always amazed Gala with her intelligence. Gala was sure Dice was i
The screen on his right displays the submarine Gala used. In holographic form, but its color is not black. Gala chuckles, remembering the debate where he casually named it Black Mamba even though its green color was quite bright and elegant."Can you change the appearance of my favorite submarine? You should know, Dice, I like black." Gala shrugs. Nearby is a small table with a thermos of hot water, as well as some tea and ready-to-brew coffee packets that Gala brews himself. Why does he call the die by the name Dice? He doesn't need to call Cathleen Dice anymore, right? Dice... die. That's its name now.Gala grins at his thoughts. He slowly takes the cup that emits the enticing aroma of coffee. Then, there are some sweet buns already there. "Ah, I used to be served with delicious food, but now, there's only bread and coffee."But really, Gala now feels much lighter. There's a new hope bubbling in his heart. The two keys to awakening Cathleen can be found anytime. He just needs a jour
Black Mamba was already waiting right in the direction Gala arrived at the edge of Kontinel Beach. According to Gala, the beach didn't offer much beauty except for the high and steep cliffs and the somewhat blackish sand. The scattered coral rocks in some parts of the beach looked the same but served their own purpose for West Metro. Few dared to travel through Kontinel Beach due to its difficult accessibility. The scattered coral rocks reaching the safe zone for large cargo ships were quite far. The only way was to use smaller boats, but it was equally worrisome as white sharks roamed around.This beach was truly dreadful. However, when they arrived, Gala remembered the day he brought his father here. It was in line with the instructions that always spun in his head. Perhaps because his concentration didn't want to be broken at that time, his eyes didn't pay much attention to the shape of this beach. They were in a race against time to awaken Xavier Horratio.He no longer needed the
That's why Kyler is willing to do and try many things for Alex, including preparing a bid for him."Thanks, Kyler. Your help is invaluable," Alex says, receiving a box of medicine and herbs that he has to take every day until it's finished. The effects of the poison can be suppressed and start to disappear due to the help of this medicine, where Kyler still has to control other effects on the body of the white-haired man.Kyler just nods, his eyes staring at a bunch of luxury cars, where he knows the symbol on each side of the car; North Metro. Also, the flag fluttering on one of the black jeeps whose door is wide open. Theo is there, also looking at Kyler with a respectful look. People from North Metro have been prepared to pick up the ruler and return to their sanctuary.Including Kyler, but he still stays like Kyler who chooses to hide behind his large headquarters. Many repairs are being done, and the assistance is not only from his troops, but almost the entire Metro region is di
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."
"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
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