Grace's rapier trembled an inch from the Tempest's throat.
She had to do it, she felt. But...
[This feels wrong.]
Behind her, Diana grunted as she blocked another strike from the Primal Demon. Metal clashed against claw with a sound like thunder. The impact echoed across the mountaintop, mixing with the howling wind and Diana's increasingly creative profanity.
Grace looked back at the Tempest.
[I have to.] She swallowed. [I-]
A System notification popped up in Grace's vision.
「Make Your Choice」
Option 1: Enter the Tempest's mindscape and eliminate the source of her indecision
Option 2: Execute the Tempest Warning: Permanent elimination of a Pillar
Grace's hand tightened on her rapier.
The easy choice was right there. One thrust and the Tempest would dissolve into nothing, just like every demon Grace had ever killed. Problem solved. Diana saved. Mission complete.
But...
[Fuck it.]
Grace made her choice.
