Leaving
Daneel watched, agape, as the ground all around him cracked, even as the entire land felt as if it was moving slowly, but surely downward, ever downward. It even seemed as if the rate at which it was doing so was speeding up with every second that passed, but try as he might, he could only sit there, still lost in all the feelings that had filled him when he had seen that little wisp come out of nowhere and do such a brave thing.
It had killed that false will, of course, that had taken its place, and had reveled in the sensation of retaking what rightfully belonged to it before perishing forever, this time. Whoever had used that fake Will had done something unnatural; when there was no Will present to keep an island afloat, it should not exist in such a manner, like a zombie out of the grave, and so, he saw that in a way, he had delivered justice…even though it had been heartbreaking to see it happen.
"What the hell are you doing? Come on!"