Failed, or succeeded?
The pressure was mounting on Quinn to make a decision, but it was one even if he had a large amount of time, he didn't think it would make it any easier.
"Oh no, quick he has to pick one, it has to be the child." One called out.
"Either one he chooses, we have to stay behind Quinn. It's one of his friends for f*ck sake! We can't condemn him for any decision he makes."
A lot of vampires agreed with this thought, and turned to look at Quinn. A shadow was rising around him, covering his body, his back and the ground beneath him as well.
"This is my last warning." The man, who was being controlled by Immortui said. "If you try to attempt anything, my hands will snap their necks!"
Hearing those words, the shadow disappeared from Quinn, and he looked straight into Ronkin's eyes. His face was the only thing he seemed to have some control over, and that's when he smiled.