Chapter 121: Farewell, My Brother
He barely had time to graze her pale skin when he was hit again. But this hit was much harder, enough to send him sprawling, shuddering from the attack as a blazing ball of white light fell from the sky and drove him face first into the dirt.
"Enough," Sebastian said, standing over Mom and I, his hands in fists of rage, so stunningly beautiful I had no words. Everything about him was chiseled perfection now, as though he were becoming the statue my father lost. Even Mom looked shocked. But he ignored us, his power humming around him in a welcoming glow. "It's over, Nicholas."
"No," the twin snarled, eyes huge, on his feet in a fluid moment. "Sebastian. What have you become?" Even he seemed drawn to his brother while fighting for his hate to survive.