---- "You owe me, Selenia, you owe me!" she grabbed her by the cor with rigid hands. The stench of desperation and death hit Nyx straight on. "I have no strength left. I came to say goodbye, but I can''t go on, Nyx... I can''t..." she copsed into the ck- haired woman''s chest. Her hair, once golden and radiant, had turned dull and brittle. Nyx closed her eyes, swallowing hard, fighting with everything in her to avoid the choice she was about to make.
"If I go into your consciousness again, when Ie out, without my magic to support me, you''ll die for good, Isabe," she warned her. ?You''ll never wake up again? A voice whispered in the witch''s dark mind. "I''m going to die anyway..." Be''s mouth answered. It ---- was her voice... but not truly her will. Nyx sighed, ready to risk leaving her body vulnerable. If it were caught by the magical trap set for her, she''d be trapped inside Isabe with no vessel to return to.
She reached toward the witch''s chest, looking into her sorrowful eyes, drowning in her dirty conscience... but at thest second, something changed the course. A sh of vitality lit up Isabe''s irises, and Nyx felt the pulses of a spell she knew too well. Zarek... Why were the threads of the vampire prince''s fate wrapped around Isabe? Just as Nyx was about to step back, her mind snapping clear, Isabe''s hand moved with incredible speed. The dagger at her waist was drawn.
Nyx was about to summon her magic to defend herself, but nothing went even remotely as she expected. "NO!" she screamed as she watched Be pull the de from the leather sheath and stab it mercilessly into her ---- own chest. Blood gushed from her mouth, sttering Nyx''s face and neck. "Isabe, what have you done?! No, no, no...!" she grabbed her, trying to stop the life pouring from her wounded heart. Her healing magic was about to surge into the wound, but the sorceress stopped her.
"Don''t do it... Nyx... I don''t have time..." Isabe was holding on with thest of her strength. Fighting like a warrior against Marius''s ruthless control over her will. Twisting her like a lifeless puppet. "Everything... I told you just now... it was a lie," her trembling hands, stained with blood, clung to Nyx''s, using the Selenia to keep herself from falling. "I always knew you belonged to him... I did everything to bring you two together. Don''t leave him, Nyx... I give you ---- ..
my blessing..." Tears streamed from her clear, lucid eyes as they dulled again like a lifeless doll. Nyx held her tight, desperately searching for the spell that linked her to the one controlling her. Where was it?! It couldn''t be Zarek, or Victoria! How could someone do something so cruel to Isabe?! But when she touched the forbidden runes on Be''s back and raised her hand glowing with deadly ck mist to break the curse-Prince Aidan arrived.
He had followed the vibration of their souls, pushing his body to the edge again and again. His eyes fell on the scene in the clearing, and everything he saw looked twisted and horribly wrong. "NYX, STOP!" he roared, seeing her "attacking" Isabe''s back as she bled out in her arms.