Roots surrounded Cain and Ite on all sides, fed by the bloody gore torn from Ite's chest. They had grown thick. They had become strong. This wasn't something Ite had planned to survive. Quite the contrary actually. He reminisced on the old times he had with friends in the Dojo. He remembered Sal, long gone by now. He never really did speak right, but that just added to his charm. He remembered how Sal tried to save him when he had been fatally wounded the first time. Ite was reminded of by this of an old pants salesman. In fact, he'd given him the pair he was wearing currently. Some say he singlehandedly saved the Dojo on some other dimensional plane, but who knew what that meant? He was dead now, but not before giving everyone a memory to treasure. However, he especially recalled a time when some crazy scientist was rambling about something known as the Genesis project; how Ite had applied and was given something very special. A volatile reactor for a heart. Through the pain of being stabbed over and over and over, Ite removed his gauntlet, silently thanking Mortar for bestowing such an artifact unto him. The cursed greatwood would most likely protect the village from most of the explosion. This was the end, but Ite wanted to ask one more question. "Cain... You said you only stood by while the execution took place. You sounded regretful. We both know we aren't making it out of here, so answer me: why fight for something you seem to know is wrong?"