' No.. MEL—! '

Jayce gasped for air for a split second, his arm trying to reach Mel.. But it was too late. Mel's body was crushed by a piece of celling, her stomach was already crashed by the rock and her organs had been smashed.. Blood spilled on the floor of the council room, Jayce knew that what happened had been mostly his fault.. His eyes were wide, traumatized and frozen in place. He fell into his knees, dropping his broken leg into the ground, a small gasp coming from him. He was.. Trying to process what happened and to at least have any reaction to that.. But he didn't even flinch, just.. Stare, stare at Mel's dead body while his leg bleed out.

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Jayce was horrified, the mere sight of Mel dead was enough to make him flinch.. But he didn't, he couldn't. He wasn't even able to move anymore, not even to grieve Mel and not even to try and seek help or to go out of that dammed place. He left his hand dropped to his side, defeated and quite sad because of her.. Dead. Jayce had watery eyes and yet, he didn't cry — He didn't allow himself to grieve Mel's dead for now.. Not until he discovered why she was dead. Jayce maintained his head low, avoiding to cry for slight moments.. And then he heard it: The metal steps seemed to come from behind him, someone was approaching Him from behind, and he could recognize who it was.. Viktor, his former lab partner and the one he had lost long ago.. Why was he here?

' No.. '

Then it clicked.. Viktor was responsable of Mel's dead. It was him who was now drowning Piltoven into chaos and bloodshed. The stench of blood filled Jayce's nostrils.. Was this some kind of sick joke? People were dying out there, Piltoven was being reduced to ashes and he knew whose fault it is: Viktor's fault. He was the one who caused Mel's death. Jayce grabbed his own shirt, like if he was trying to force his own heart to stop. He was in pain, emotionally and physically.. And yet, he could see that there was some kind of an androgynous machine with Viktor by the corner of his eyes.