Your mission is to kill Razz huh?" Victoria smiled as she rose to her feet, turning away from him and walking toward the quiet garden before her. Soft light filtered through the leaves, brushing against stone and petals alike, giving the moment an almost fragile calm.
Enzo had already explained what he planned to do. He never called it his final goal for the voyage, only something unavoidable, a path he would have to walk whether he wanted to or not.
"Yes. From these memories, he has caused too much havoc. Not just to my family, but to countless others." Enzo let out a slow breath. "Killing him is something I don't have a choice in."
Razz had tried to kill her too, more than once. Even so, Enzo could tell that Victoria hesitated. It lingered in the way she slowed her steps, in the faint tightening of her shoulders. But choice was a luxury he no longer had.
"Do you even know how to kill a god like Razz?" Victoria asked.
