TRISTAN
“And the heartbreaker remains true to his nature,” the sorceress whispered victoriously as I stopped right in front of her. “Any last words?”
I allowed myself to show her one last challenging smile, my squinted eyes locked on her. “I hope you burn.”
“Get in line,” she spat as she grabbed my shoulder, forcing me down with a force I never imagined her to have.
The moment my knees hit the ground, the woman drove her hand through my chest. My mouth flew open in a frantic search for oxygen as my lungs were suddenly emptied. I felt my powers being slowly sucked out of me as the nightmarish melody of my beloved’s heart-wrenching screams was muffled by an uncanny ringing in my ears. My life force started fading away along with my vision, but I didn’t need the latter anyway.
After all,
