Chapter Eleven: The Heroes’ Inscription
After wandering through the tunnels for a while longer, we found ourselves at the exit facing the temple. We did not run into Glass or L’Arc on the way.
The town around the temple had been utterly destroyed. Aside from parts of the temple and its surrounding buildings, I couldn’t find any standing structures. Everything else had been destroyed by the emergence of the towering spikes.
“This is . . .”
The temple before us did not look like the same building we’d found the last time we climbed up on the shell.
“It is another temple. They must have been connected by the Spirit Tortoise cave.”
“I guess so.”
“I suggest we take a look around,” the queen said, walking toward the half-ruined temple grounds. Ost and Rishia went with her.
“From the way things look, the temple we found the last time must have been completely destroyed when the Spirit Tortoise reawakened.”
The sketch had been a rubbing of an inscription on the wall. But there wasn’t anything left standing that resembled it. There were only piles of debris.
“You mean the pillar? Or the writing we found on the wall of the other temple?”
“That writing seemed to be based on the inscription from the stone pillar. The ancient heroes must have referenced the pillar to make it. The pillar itself was famous. The legends speak of others as well, but . . .”
But they had all been reduced to piles of rubble.
I remembered the message we’d found. A hero named Keichi had written it.
“Can I see that?”
“Of course. We will search through all this to see if there isn’t something that you can read, Mr. Iwatani. Everyone, remember, something that might just look like a pattern or a design to you may actually be the writing of the heroes. Keep your wits about you.”
We started to look through the pieces of the stone pillar. Every few minutes, the air filled with the splitting sound of spikes launching into the air. In the distance, I sometimes caught sight of Fitoria jumping to avoid them. It was a surreal sight to behold.
The pieces of stone were covered in elementary drawings that seemed to depict the Spirit Tortoise, along with some writing. But the pieces were mostly too small to contain any useful information.
“Can you read it?”
“How does it look?”
I sat there in the rubble trying to arrange the pieces like a jigsaw puzzle, but the destruction was so complete that it was nearly impossible to assemble a large enough section to make out anything of value.
“I found something!”
Rishia shouted. She was holding a piece of the stone pillar over her head.
Yes! It was large enough that I could make out some of the words on it.
Goal is . . . Waves . . . World . . . Prevent . . . That was the same part that the sketch had contained.
With the real article in my hand, I was able to make out two more words: head and heart.
Think! What did Keichi’s writing say?
Something about the brain . . . about how to kill the monster. It was so degraded I couldn’t make out much more.
But it had said how to kill, not how to imprison.
That had to mean that someone knew how to kill it before they built the temple. The knowledge had existed for hundreds of years. And even though they knew that, they decided to seal it away—to imprison it.
But why?
Even Ost said that she didn’t understand.
I guess it was sort of obvious. If she were part of the Spirit Tortoise, she’d probably be the last person to know about a special way to kill it.
I couldn’t figure it out. Time to move on. There was only so much I could hope to learn from one sentence.
Head, heart . . . those words had only shown up here.
I had one idea, but it was like something you’d find in a game or a manga. I had no idea if it would actually work.
“Heh . . . It can’t be.”
“Mr. Naofumi! Have you figured it out?”
In a flash, everyone crowded around me.
“Not really. It’s so broken I can’t read it. To read it, we’d have to try and reassemble the whole thing. It’s all so old we’re likely to never figure it out. But to guess from the words we have here . . .”
Everyone nodded and listened closely.
“It makes me think that we might be able to kill it, if we destroy the head and the heart at the same time. That’s the only idea I have.”
“. . .”
Raphtalia looked more confused than encouraged. The queen snapped open her fan and placed it over her mouth while she considered what I said. “Do you think it will work?”
“I don’t know.”
“Then let us keep it as a backup option, in case the imprisoning doesn’t work.”
Ost hadn’t said anything. She looked concerned.
“What is it?”
“I don’t know. But for some reason, I feel like the Shield Hero’s conjecture is correct.”
“But?”
“. . . But I don’t think that he’s solved the entire puzzle.”
“You mean there might be another place we have to destroy?”
If so, we’d never pull it off. It would mean that we’d have to destroy everything we found inside the tortoise’s body in hopes that it was the right thing. All the organs, the magic parts, and maybe even its soul. We wouldn’t know that we had destroyed the right parts until the Spirit Tortoise was dead.
“Let’s do what we can!” Rishia said, attempting to cheer up Ost.
“You’re right. We have to kill my true body as soon as possible!”
She was right. There was no telling how much longer Fitoria could hold out. We decided to head back to the chamber where the coalition army was waiting.
On my way back, I realized that there was a good chance Glass and the others had run into the waiting troops. I hoped that wasn’t the case. They’d said that their goal was to kill the heroes, but if they were controlling the Spirit Tortoise and killing swaths of the population indiscriminately, there’s no telling what they were capable of. So we hurried back to the troops, quickly dispatching any familiars we encountered on the way.
Luckily, we found the troops where we’d left them, safe and sound.
“Mr. Iwatani! Your majesty!”
“Holy saint!”
“Shield Hero!”
Eclair, the old lady, and the troops were thrilled to see us return.
Filo and the shadows still hadn’t returned from their search. If Glass and the others were still in the tunnels, then I would feel better to have everyone back together.
“What did you find?” Eclair asked. She looked very eager.
“The heroes’ inscription was so damaged that I couldn’t read it. But the small portion that I was able to read gave me an idea.”
The troops cheered when they heard that.
I told them about the plan to destroy the head and the heart at the same time. They weren’t as excited when they heard the details. I couldn’t blame them. Who knew if it would actually work? And besides, we didn’t even know where the heart was.
“Also . . . We ran into Glass—the enemy from the waves—on the way to the temple. I think she might be behind all of this.”
“Really?!”
“Yeah. But they were acting a little strange, almost like they were worried. So I’m not sure they are really responsible.” It was a possibility that I couldn’t ignore, but I wasn’t confident it was true. Not yet. They must have been related to all of this somehow, but I didn’t know for sure how. Anyway, if they were behind all of this, we were sure to see them again soon—like right in front of the heart.
They would try to stop us from killing the tortoise. So if they were hiding, they would eventually show themselves. The worst-case scenario would be if they attacked the troops and I wasn’t there to protect them.
There was no point in worrying about it. We just had to be careful. If I stayed there to protect the troops, we’d never find the heart. And yet of course I didn’t want them to show up when I was somewhere else. There was no good option. They really knew what they were doing.
I was used to it. Nothing had been easy for me since the day I found myself in this world. Oh well! You can’t catch a tiger without going to its den, as they say.
“So put whoever is strongest in charge of protecting the troops. We’re going to join the search for the heart.”
“Yes, sir!”
Eclair, the old lady, and the troops all snapped to attention.
I turned to the queen. “You should stay and command the troops.”
“Very well. If anything happens, I will send a shadow to inform you, Mr. Iwatani.”
“Good. You too, Rishia. Honestly, I’m a little worried about it, but I’m counting on you.”
“I know! I’ll do my best!”
With the queen, Eclair, the old lady, and Rishia there, I hoped they could hold their own for a while. If Glass and the others showed up, we’d just have to hurry back to meet them.
“I’m baaaack! It was a dead end!”
“We have returned,” said a shadow.
Filo and the shadows came jogging into the chamber. They didn’t bring any good news. They reported on the paths they’d investigated, and we started the search again.
“I guess it’s good that the queen had an old map of the caves, but . . .” I sighed. If everything had changed since they made the map, what good was it? At least we had Ost, whose intuitions had generally been proving themselves accurate. But she wasn’t any help in the search for the heart. She led us to a number of dead ends.
We made notes on the map as we walked through the tunnels, but we weren’t any closer to finding the heart.
“Hm . . .”
We ran into familiars sometimes, but Raphtalia and Filo got rid of them without any trouble. Every time we hit a dead end, we would trek back to the main chamber and check on the troops there. We had to make the trip back to the chamber plenty of times.
According the troops, familiars came to attack them while we were gone, but Rishia took the initiative and killed them. I don’t know how she could do that with such low stats, but I assumed it was because of the Filo kigurumi.
“Dammit.”
We kept wandering back and forth, and I became more and more nervous, thinking that Fitoria couldn’t fight the tortoise forever. Besides, if the tortoise hadn’t been artificially created, shouldn’t the walls have been made of flesh or something?
What was the problem? We couldn’t even find the entrance. What if we were in the wrong cave? The map we had wasn’t accurate anymore, but the tunnels didn’t seem to lead deeper underground at all. The map indicated that we should be at the lowest levels.
“Shield Hero.” A shadow appeared and updated the map. From the way it looked, the entire cave was nearly mapped. Why hadn’t we seen Glass or the others yet? I followed the sprawling lines on the map and was shocked by what I saw.
Every path was a dead end.
“What is going on here? Are the legends wrong?”
“I do not know. We were zure to zearch for hidden passages.”
“Hey, master!” Filo shouted. She was kicking at the ground. Watching her, Ost seemed to remember something. I decided to sit back and see what happened. It looked like Filo might have found a path that would take us further underground.
“Should we make another pass? Or do we need to start digging?” If we had to dig, we were going to need tools—but hey, I had access to digging skills.
“Hey.”
“We will check with the army to zee what tools they have.”
“Hey!!”
“What is it?” Filo was shouting to get my attention, so I looked over at her.
“Dontcha think the floor here is kind of . . . weird?” Filo asked as she kicked at the ground.
I had checked the area to make sure there wasn’t a trap door, but nothing had sounded hollow.
Ost’s eyes grew wide and she came running over to me, shouting,
“Shield Hero! Shield Hero!”
I guess there really was a trap door. But Filo still hadn’t said anything else, and she wasn’t answering us. I couldn’t figure it out.
“It’s alive.”
“Yeah, well, we are in a cave on the back of a giant monster. Of course it’s alive.”
Ost looked at me and nodded.
. . . ?
“That’s not what I mean!” Filo shouted and kicked the floor hard—and the whole thing wobbled and flexed.
“Huh?”
There was a very strange sound echoing through the tunnel.
“This is one of the mimicked familiars.”
“What? You mean the same kind of monster that pretended to look like Glass is right here, pretending to be the floor?”
“Yes.”
“Really? I guess we’ll just have to kill it then,” I said. I wasn’t sure how we were supposed to attack a monster that was hiding in the ground. We had to find a way. Judging from what we’d seen of the cave system, we were going to have to find a way to get deeper underground if we wanted to find the heart.
We could hack our way through—but there was no telling how long that might take. If only there was an efficient way to punch a hole through it. I scratched my chin, and then I remembered that I had once seen a recipe in a book for acid water. I’d used the shield to try out the recipe, so I had a bottle. With any luck it would work like the weed killer we used on the bioplants. I decided to try it.
If only Ren or Motoyasu were there. Their offensive skills would have come in handy.
“Filo, Ost—stand back.”
“Okay!”
I pulled a bottle of the acid water from my shield and gave it to Raphtalia.
“Pour this on the monster. If I do it, it might trigger a counter-attack.”
“Alright,” she said, taking the bottle and pouring its contents out on the ground.
“. . . !”
The floor started to wiggle, writhe, and melt.
And there, just beneath the ground, was a monster—and it wasn’t just the Spirit Tortoise’s back. It was puffy and sticky, like a rice cake. It looked at us through enormous eyes, and its back was covered with a giant shell.
“I zee. It really iz one of the mimicking familiarz. We never would have found thiz.”
“How could you have? It was hibernating. I never would have spotted it.”
We never would have found it without Filo. If the shadows couldn’t find the monster, that proved how good at hiding it was. But was it really the same kind of beast that had mimicked the appearance of Glass and the others?
“Let’s kill it!”
“Okay!”
“Yes!”
“I will azzist you!”
Everyone jumped forward and killed the beast. When it died, it shrunk up like a slug sprinkled with salt before vanishing in a puff of smoke.
“Zo the path forward waz hidden here.”
When the monster vanished, it was clear that it had been blocking the entrance to a tunnel that led further underground.
If the path had been hidden so thoroughly, then how many of the other dead-end paths we’d found had actually contained mimic monsters? There was no point in worrying about it—we had to continue down this path.
“Let’s go.”
Everyone nodded and followed me down the new tunnel.
It wasn’t long before the air and the texture of the walls began to change. It seemed to be getting warmer too. Eventually, the rock walls vanished and were replaced with pulsing walls of flesh.
“This is pretty creepy.”
“I agree. It’s disgusting.”
“It feels like being inside my mouth!” Filo shouted. She really had a way with words.
“It looks like we’re finally inside the tortoise’s body.”
“It certainly does seem that way.”
The ceiling was still made of rock. Things were going to start getting serious. The floor beneath my feet was soft, and I could feel it pulsing with a heartbeat.
First things first—we had to find the heart. I tried to think of a plan, when a white bulbous monster came flying at us. It looked like a blood platelet I’d seen under a microscope once.
I blocked it with Shooting Star Shield, and then Raphtalia and Filo jumped forward to kill it. From what I could tell, the tortoise’s immune system was deploying familiars at us.
“If there are more of these, it’s going to be hard to get all the troops down here.”
From time to time we passed puffy maggot-like monsters that wriggled on the ground. We sprinkled them with acid when we passed by. There were a lot of familiars in the tunnel. I hoped that meant we were getting closer to the heart and that they were there to protect it. The only thing that would complete the picture would be Glass and L’Arc. If we found them standing in front of the heart, arms crossed, wouldn’t that just be great?
If that happened, what were we supposed to do? The army troops wouldn’t stand a chance against enemies like that. We’d have to deal with the enemy first and then swing back to get the troops.
Ost suddenly raised her head. She looked worried.
“What is it?”
“I . . .”
She was acting strange. I stared at her to see what the problem was, and
I saw the cursed burns on her hand disappearing before my eyes.
“What the . . .”
“I am a Spirit Tortoise familiar, too. As we approach the heart, my regenerative abilities are improving.”
“How nice for you.”
“My magic power is returning as well.”
I hoped that Ost’s improving fortunes would help us in the battles to come.
“Zhould I return to inform the troops of our dizcovery?”
“Not yet. We haven’t found the heart yet. Let’s hold off on telling them until we can be sure we’re going the right way.”
“Underztood.”
A little further down the path, we came to a curtain of red sinews blocking the way forward. I’d seen this sort of gimmick in games before. You normally had to cut the right one to move on. I looked over at Ost for a hint, but she shook her head. I guess I couldn’t expect her to know everything about the inside of her true body. I didn’t really know what happened inside of my own body, after all.
You can cook food in a microwave without knowing how the microwave works—if you know what I mean. So of course, she didn’t know. I shouldn’t have expected her to.
“Raphtalia, cut that one.”
“Oh, alright.” She swung her sword and sliced through one of the sinews.
The fleshy wall split and opened, leading to another path.
“What a lucky choize you’ve made!”
“I just had a feeling. I’ve seen this sort of thing before.”
“Very imprezzive.”
We continued down the tunnel, only to arrive at a similar setup, only this time the sinews were blue. If we cut them, we’d probably get a new path forward, just like last time.
“Raphtalia.”
“Yes!”
She sliced through the sinew just like before. The path ahead of us opened up, but the path we’d come from closed again, and the red sinews grew back. What a pain. To make matters worse, when we cut the sinews it seemed to activate the immune system. Hordes of the immune system monsters flooded the tunnel.
If they didn’t let up soon, we’d have a tough time making any progress.
I could hear a loud pulsing heartbeat coming from the other side of a door, and a cord of blue sinews grew nearby. Raphtalia cut them.
But this time, the door ahead of us seemed to block itself further, and the door behind us reopened. I was starting to get irritated. If we didn’t find the right sinew to cut, we would never find the heart.
“Shield Hero,” Ost said, stepping forward and raising her hand.
“What?”
“Leave this to me.”
“You can do something about this?”
“Yes. Just a minute.”
She held her hand out to the closed door of flesh, and it suddenly started to twitch in spasms. Finally, it opened.
“Wow . . .”
A part of me wished she had done that sooner, but I decided to assume that she had just figured out how to do it.
“. . . ?!”
The room was filled with a loud pulsing. The path must have led to the heart chamber! But Ost’s power over the door began to wane, and the door of flesh strained to release itself.
“Let’s go!”
“Yes!”
We dashed through the door and moved on.
Soon we came to a knot of white sinews, and when we cut them, the path behind us opened. The sinews were capable of regeneration. It took about 30 seconds for them to grow back. Ha! I guess we just had to hack our way through.
“Shadow. We might need you to focus on keeping the paths open.”
“Underztood. Should I ztart now?”
“Not yet. In a little while, if we run into Glass, you separate from us and keep your distance.”
“Underztood.”
Finally, we came upon a strange artificial object that seemed remarkably out of place. It was a dragon hourglass, and it was filled with blue sand. It was also smaller than the giant hourglass back in Melromarc. It was very strange to see the elaborately designed hourglass sitting there inside of the
Spirit Tortoise’s body.
“A dragon hourglass?”
“It’s blue.”
“That iz how it appearz.”
“Where’s all the sand?” Filo asked. She was right; it looked nearly empty, like it was only 20% filled.
“This is . . .” Ost muttered to herself while she approached the hourglass.
“This is filled with the soul energy of those who became sacrifices to the Spirit Tortoise. When this hourglass is filled, the Spirit Tortoise can create the barrier that protects the world.”
“. . .”
So we were looking at the source of the Spirit Tortoise’s energy?
“So? Where’s the person that is supposed to have control of the tortoise?”
“I believe we may find them in the core. This is only a projection of the true hourglass, which is held elsewhere.”
“What? Do you know where it is?”
“Yes. Destroying the head and heart will only stop the movement of the beast. After that . . .”
The story was getting more and more complicated.
What was all this about a core? Is that were we’d find Glass and the others?
There was a familiar symbol, not from this world, written on the hourglass: 7.
Ost had explained that before. She said that it meant the power level was equal to the seventh wave. I reached out to touch it, but my hand slipped right through the glass, unable to make contact with anything. It was definitely different from the dragon hourglasses back in Melromarc.
“I guess there’s nothing for us to do here. Time to move on.”
“Alright!”
“We can return to inveztigate thiz later.”
“Great. I guess we need to find this ‘core’ thing now.”
“Yes. If we cannot free the tortoise from whoever is controlling it, these people will have died in vain,” Ost said, hard and determined.
We walked past the hourglass and found the heart a bit further down the tunnel.
It stood more than six meters tall and was divided into two colors. Each side had an eyeball.
“So this is the heart.”
Glass was nowhere to be seen. I guess we would be likely to find them at this ‘core’ that Ost was talking about.
“It zeems to be the heart. It is very ominous indeed.”
This was what we had to imprison.
The eyes looked at me when I spoke, and they didn’t look very welcoming. Sure enough, a second later and they were shooting heat beams at us. I blocked them with Shooting Star Shield.
“. . . !”
The eyes opened even wider and started to shake. Suddenly, the room was flooded with familiars. I had no idea where they came from. I got the unsettling feeling that the heart was capable of summoning an infinite amount of them.
It wasn’t going to be an easy fight. We’d left all the troops back in the chamber, and we were supposed to be just investigating now. So we didn’t need to fight it yet.
“Let’s try to weaken it a bit. Shadows, you stay back. Ost, back us up.”
“Yes!”
“Okay!”
“Underztood.”
“I’ll do all I can to weaken it.”
Filo and Raphtalia jumped out from behind my force field and sprinted straight at the heart.
“Zweite Aura!” I shouted, casting the spell on both of them. It dramatically improved all of their stats.
“Ying-Yang Sword!”
“Puchikuikku!”
They each attacked one of the eyes.
“. . . !”
The heart freaked out. The whole chamber shook violently.
Suddenly, a huge mandala-like magic pattern appeared on the floor around the heart. It was preparing to do something drastic.
“Raphtalia! Filo! Get back!”
Ost was behind us, fending off the familiars. I couldn’t ask her for anything.
“Understood.”
“Okay!”
Both of them ducked back into the force field and rushed to get behind my shield so they could prepare their next attacks.
The heart formed a black ball of magic and shot it straight at us. When I blocked it, the force field shattered with a loud crack!
The black ball slammed into my shield, and the light around me bent and warped.
My body suddenly felt very heavy! It must have been that gravity type of magic that Ost was fond of. I felt heavier and more tired than I ever had, but my defense ability was unaffected, and I could still bear it.
“Hyaaaaa!” I shouted, shoving the shield to the right and sending the ball careening through the tunnel.
The heart wasn’t using any of the super powerful attacks that the tortoise used outside. Of course it wouldn’t be able to—not without hurting itself. That was good news. I could use the Whale Core Shield to mediate the effects of the heat beams.
I was mulling over my strategy when I noticed a bunch of the clumpy white monsters crawling over the heart. The whole surface was nearly covered with them when, bam, the clumps exploded out from the heart to cover the whole room.
“Shooting Star Shield!”
“Raphtalia, Filo! Can you kill the heart?!”
“I can try!”
“Yup!”
Both of them started to charge up their most powerful attacks. While we waited, I protected them and Ost used her powers to hold off all the familiar monsters. Whenever there was a space, she sent an attack spell flying to buy us more time.
Raphtalia’s tail puffed up. Filo looked ready, too. Then Raphtalia’s sword burst into light while Filo crossed her arms in front of her.
“Filo! Can you talk to Fitoria?”
I had an idea. It was time to act on my theory. If we prioritized the attack, we might be able to put an end to all this. Fitoria could crush the head at the same time that we killed the heart.
“Huh? Um . . . yeah, I can talk to her.”
“Then let’s attack at the same time.”
“Okay! Fitoria says she understands!”
“Then let’s do it! Maybe it will work!”
I turned to face the heart and focus.
“Herculean Strength!” Ost cast support magic on both Raphtalia and Filo. Hopefully, they would be powerful enough. If it didn’t work, I’d have no choice but to use the Shield of Wrath.
“Directional . . .” Raphtalia crouched down low and ran for the heart.
Filo followed her. “Spiral Kick!”
She turned into a ray of light and shot herself straight into the heart.
The heart tried to defend itself. A force field appeared and stretched from the ceiling to the floor, and Filo’s attack ricocheted off of it. But Raphtalia was right behind her, swinging her sword. The force field exploded with the sound of shattering glass.
“Sword of Heaven!”
Her sword flashed with spinning, complex Taoist-like patterns in its wake.
With a great gushing sound, Filo’s attack punched a hole in the heart. Before blood could spray from it, Raphtalia brought her sword back around and sliced deep into the flesh.
The heart’s eyes shot open wide, and the heart split in two—
“. . . !”
Behind me, I head Ost gasp. I turned to see her clutching her chest in pain.
“Are you okay!?”
“Yes . . . I’m fine. But that is not good enough.”
“You . . .”
“To kill my true body is to kill me.”
She had done all of this, knowing that she would die if we were successful. It must have taken an unbelievable amount of courage to do what she’d done. I don’t think I could have done it.
Why was the world worth protecting? I wasn’t going to ask that now. I could see how fervently she was committed to saving as many people as she could, even if it meant giving up everything she had. She was nothing like the ex-princess Bitch. Bitch would sacrifice anyone to get what she wanted.
Ost would do anything for the sake of the future. She thought her very life existed to safeguard the world for others. I certainly didn’t want to die for the sake of the world. No, thank you. But Ost’s goal was that exact thing: to sacrifice herself for the good of everyone else.
I couldn’t help but respect that.
She helped us so much in such a short amount of time. She’d put our needs ahead of her own from the minute we met, and she’d earned my trust.
Killing the Spirit Tortoise would mean killing Ost. But that was what she wanted. Just like always, this world forced me into the worse situations imaginable. I turned to face the heart.
“Filo!” I shouted as Filo came around after finishing her attack. “Did Fitoria mess it up?!”
Had I been wrong?
“She says she crushed the head!”
“. . .”
Then it must not have worked. Either that or the monster had another heart? Maybe it was the core that Ost had mentioned. Maybe we needed to crush the core too.
A loud sound echoed through the walls. I assumed it was the sound of the head falling.
But Ost was still standing.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
Already regenerated, the heart resumed its shape.
“Dammit. We'd better retreat. My theory was wrong, so we better get the troops down here.”
“It was just a feeling, but I felt a slight energy flow. The sealing spell might be necessary to defeat my true form.”
“Really?”
“. . .”
She fell silent. She must not have had the confidence to say for sure.
We had no choice but to try.
“Got it. Filo, we’re falling back!”
“Okay!”
“Shadow, I’m going to need your help. Just like we talked about.” It was going to be a rough battle, but the shadow nodded as if he’d been waiting for it. “Underztood!”
“Sorry.”
“It iz my job.”
We retreated. Running back down the tunnel, we left the heart behind.
We had no choice but to try.
“Got it. Filo, we’re falling back!”
“Okay!”
“Shadow, I’m going to need your help. Just like we talked about.” It was going to be a rough battle, but the shadow nodded as if he’d been waiting for it. “Underztood!”
“Sorry.”
“It iz my job.”
We retreated. Running back down the tunnel, we left the heart behind.
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