As the gold statue hits the floor, the room rings with the sound of metal hitting stone.  There is no plea for help or cry of defiance.  The CatKing AI has been deleted, and the statue is now just what it looks like: a lifeless artistic rendition of what a man and cat might look like if blended together.

With his adversary out of the way, the beast turns to the CatQueen.
-my love, where are you?- she calls out.
"Worry not, my sweet Makayla, I am here." The beast says softly.
-no, you beast, go away! where is my love, my CatKing- she pleads

*** special thanks to :icondeftmonkey: for the great pics and story ideas ***