"I will never forget you… for as long as I live."
The King extended his hand.
Before the eyes of his followers, he was about to bring an end to the one existence that had threatened his life more than any other. The closest witnesses were Wesker, Maskith… and the assassin Vex, who observed from within the shadows.
Wesker had long since lost his composure.
Having witnessed that battle with his own eyes—a battle that far exceeded even his most unrestrained imagination—he felt nothing but helplessness. A crushing, absolute helplessness before such tyranny and overwhelming power.
Vex, on the other hand, did not even dare reveal his presence.
He feared that those monsters might kill him by accident… a meaningless death, erased without purpose. So when they saw Agaroth on the verge of ending Nameless, none of them moved.
They waited.
Silently… for the end.
The only one disturbed by that conclusion—
was, unexpectedly… Maskith.
