Vadim PoV
"I am the darkness of ruin and despair. I am you." He said, his voice as cold as ice. "Or rather, what you could become if you lose her."
"She's not gone," I said, my grip on my sword tightening. "She's here. With me."
"She is," he said. "For now. But what happens when she's gone? When the darkness takes her? What will you do then?"
"I will fight," I said, my voice firm.
He laughed. "You will break. You will shatter and give rise to me. The true Vadim. The one who doesn't hold back for anyone. The one who is willing to kill without remorse. The one who will destroy everything to get what he wants."
I held my hand forth and produced my indigo earring from my sleeve. "Aventine!"
My sword transformed into its gladius form, but to my surprise, my guardian angel also manifested beside me. She rarely showed herself. Why now? This wasn't good. It meant she took him as a threat worth facing.
