Selina's POV
I turned to Finn, reaching up to cup his face. His skin was hot against my cold fingers. "Stay with them, Finn. Keep Isolde alive. I have to do this."
"Selina, please," Finn whispered, his voice breaking. "I need you. Don't leave me with a statue."
"I'm coming back," I vowed, my silver eyes burning with a fierce, absolute certainty. "I am the mountain, remember?"
I pulled his head down, kissing him with a desperate, lingering intensity - a reminder of the life we were fighting for. Then, I turned away.
I stepped onto the white stone path of the city.
The moment my boots hit the marble, the violet light intensified. The Stone-Guards on either side leaned in, their crystalline breath frosting my skin.
“Walk,” the mountain whispered. “And do not blink.”
As I took my first
