Chapter 19: The Choice
The fight was brutal.
Claws. Blood. Bone.
Justin was stronger—but outnumbered.
Tristana screamed as she watched him falter under the combined force.
Cristoff rose from the ground, bloodied but grinning.
"This ends now."
He lunged—
Not at Justin.
At his heart.
Time slowed.
Tristana saw it all.
The angle. The speed.
The inevitability.
"No!" she screamed.
And moved.