"Please..."
Matthias stopped, turning to face the sickeningly sweet voice. Sylvie stood just outside the powdered circle as her long hair and white nightgown fluttered in the winds.
"Please don't..." Sylvie begged, her tears falling as a somber waterfall.
Matthias sighed, the ax falling from the air but not from his hand. He swung the cheap thing widely as if it was his only line of defense. "If I don't Theodore will be dead within the week." He planted his feet firmly in the ground. He couldn't lose his resolve. Not when he was already so close.
"It doesn't matter." Matthias had to crane his to see Melinda glowering behind him. "It's not your choice to make."
"Says the girl that wanted them ruined." Matthias spat. He knew the only reason Melinda had ever felt any guilt was because
