Smoke rose from the heap of once-functional chassis, the skeletal heap that once was his foe. Narrowing his eyes, the victor -- still trembling -- unclenched his fist, letting the crumpled bundle of wires and circuitry fall to the ground.
As he turned, a single thought entered his mind, growing louder as he walked away.
What if this wasn't the right one? echoed the question, ringing in each clink of his armor...
Fountain of Youth
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