[His worst fears realize themselves in an instant. He doesn't need to see clearly what's happened to know that it's happening, to know she's dying, to know that there's nothing, nothing, nothing he can do to preserve that precious life he'd fought so hard to protect.
Or can he?]
Mio! Mio—!
[Her name tears out of his throat, guttural and raw and so very, very desperate. A little less than two months left. That's all Mio had. Why, when she was so close to the end, would anyone allow that life to be stolen from her? Why?
It's not too late, it's not too late, it can't be too late. Numbness tingles in Noah's every limb, his body moving on autopilot, anger and rage and raw, agonized emotion ripping out past his lips as he makes a mad dash for the tower.]
scuse me pardon me
Or can he?]
Mio! Mio—!
[Her name tears out of his throat, guttural and raw and so very, very desperate. A little less than two months left. That's all Mio had. Why, when she was so close to the end, would anyone allow that life to be stolen from her? Why?
It's not too late, it's not too late, it can't be too late. Numbness tingles in Noah's every limb, his body moving on autopilot, anger and rage and raw, agonized emotion ripping out past his lips as he makes a mad dash for the tower.]
I won't let you take her—!