Juan knew what he had to do, but he couldn't do it. A piercing sound went through his ears, and he almost fell to the ground. But he had to do it, he had to press forward. Yet he couldn't. It had too much of a grasp over him. Juan could feel Cruz's thoughts, he could feel what Cruz could. Juan almost felt connected to him. Yet there was one person he could feel was not controlled.
Santiago.
Santiago had to do it. It was his time. It was now or never.
"s-Santiago... Y-you need to... destroy... it-"
Juan felt like his brain had been shut off. He stiffened up, then fell to the floor.
