Dex felt Billy's right hand loosen and let his right arm fall to his side. The pain from Billy's blows had his legs weak and trembling. Dex felt drool and blood running from his mouth. Each breath was like fire in his chest and side and he could feel his ribs grating. Billy massive hand was clamped on his trap and neck like a massive vice. It crushed him against the wall, but Dex could turn his head enough just to see partially behind him. Billy stood there with one of the GravCam in his right hand, staring into the camera. A harsh smile was on the mans face. Dex could hear the motors and mechanisms whir and strain as the GravCam tried to break free. Dex heard Billy grunt and then the sound of metal and components crushing and breaking. Billy turned from the looking at the GravCam to looking at the Dex trying to look behind him. Dex watched as Billy lifted up the GravCam and from Dex's perspective aimed it right at his head. With another grunt the housing of the GravCam collapsed, the whine of a the motor was drowned out by the glass of the lens shattering and peppering his back and the wall next to him with hot shards of glass. Dex tried to push himself off the wall but Billy other hand held him tight. Billy's harsh smile grew wider as his right hand shot forward.