"Last chance," Greg said, and his fake arm returned to its previous position. "Please..."
"Let me try to save you."
"Save them instead," Agatha said, pointing to the walls where thousands of trapped souls were screaming silently. "I'm already lost, but they don't have to be."
"Finish this! Please kill me now, and...! LET THEM GO!"
There was a lot of violence in the chamber. The two smaller Calamities broke through opposite walls, their giant bodies filling the room and weapons sticking out of every surface.
At the same time, more living weapons came out of the walls around Greg, making a sphere of death that was closing in on him from all sides. He was in the middle of everything.
Totally, completely surrounded. Agatha stood in the middle of it all, her broken body pulsing with the power of the core.
"This is it," she said in a low voice. "The only way to go. The only way to set them all free."
"You know what you need to do."
