CHAPTER 91: THE ULTIMATE SACRIFICE

Chapter 91: The Ultimate Sacrifice

The familiar voice stepped out of the darkness, and Liana’s heart nearly stopped.

"Hello, daughter." It was her father. The man who had abandoned her eighteen years ago. The one who was meant to be dead.

But before anyone could respond, a terrible scream shattered the night. It came from the silver pendant in Liana’s hands—the cage that held Elder Mira and the True Shadow.

The pendant was glowing red-hot, burning Liana’s palm. She dropped it, and everyone watched in horror as it started to crack. "What’s happening?" Jace demanded. Voidheart’s silver light flickered with fear.

"The jail is unstable. Mira... she’s fighting something inside." The pendant split open, and a ghostly figure appeared above it. It looked like Elder Mira, but wrong.

Her eyes were fully black, and shadows writhed beneath her translucent skin. "Help... me..." the figure whispered, but her voice held two tones—her own, and something much darker.

"The creature is winning," Liana realized with growing fear. "It’s taking over her mind." The ghostly Mira began to change. Her kind face turned into something cruel. Her soft smile became a predator’s grin. The shadows under her skin grew thicker, darker.

"I can feel it," the thing that had been Mira hissed. "All that power. All those links to the living world. Soon I will have a body again. Soon I will feast." "Mira’s losing herself," Rowan said desperately. "If the creature takes complete control—"

"It will use her connection to our world to break free," Voidheart finished grimly. "And this time, there won’t be any barriers to rebuild." Liana’s father stepped closer, his face filled with false pity.

"Such a bad situation. If only there was someone who could help." But Liana ignored him. She was looking at the ghostly figure that flickered between Mira and monster. There had to be something she could do. Some way to save the elder who had given everything for them.

"There is no saving her," the thing said, reading her thoughts. "Soon she will be nothing but a memory. And I will be free to finish what I started."

That’s when the air around them shimmered, and three new forms appeared. The spectral Alphas—ancient guardians who had died guarding the world centuries ago. "Child of light," the first one spoke straight to Liana. "We bring grave news."

"The prison was never meant to be permanent," the second stated. "It was only meant to buy time." "Time for what?" Liana asked desperately.

The third phantom Alpha stepped forward. "Time for the true guardian to make the final choice." Understanding hit Liana like a physical blow. "You mean me." "The creature cannot be destroyed," the first Alpha continued.

"But it can be controlled. Forever. Inside a guardian’s soul." "No," Kael said instantly. "Absolutely not." "There has to be another way," Jace urged.

But the phantom Alphas shook their heads sadly. "The guardian’s consciousness would likely be killed in the process. But the thing would be trapped forever, unable to harm anyone." "You’re asking her to die," Rowan said, his healing powers reaching out automatically to touch Liana, as if he could protect her from this choice.

"We’re asking her to save everyone," the second Alpha answered. "As guardians have always done." Liana looked at the pendant, where Mira’s ghostly form was getting darker by the second.

The kind elder who had raised her, who had taught her everything about being strong—she was going piece by piece. "How long does she have?" Liana whispered. "Minutes," Voidheart said quietly. "Maybe less."

Liana closed her eyes and reached out with her protective senses. She could feel Mira’s true self, hidden deep under layers of shadow and hunger.

The older was still fighting, but she was so tired. So ready to give up. "I’ll do it," Liana said strongly. "No!" all three triplets yelled at once. Kael grabbed her hand. "We won’t let you sacrifice yourself. There has to be another way." "What other way?" Liana asked.

"Let Mira become a monster? Let that thing break free and eat our world?" "We’ll find something," Jace said desperately. "We always do." But even as he spoke, the ghostly Mira let out a laugh that was pure evil.

"Too late," the thing said through her lips. "I have almost complete power. In moments, this prison will break from the inside."

That’s when Talia, who had been silent through the entire talk, suddenly gasped. Her seer eyes rolled back, shining white with vision. "Wait," she whispered. "I see something. Another path." "What?" Liana asked quickly.

Talia’s voice became faraway, echoing. "Four souls. Four ties. Four sacrifices made as one." "What does that mean?" Rowan demanded. But Talia was deep in her dream now. "The mate bond. It’s stronger than anyone knew.

If all four souls join together... if they share the load..." "Share what burden?" Kael pressed. "The prison," Talia breathed. "Instead of one guardian holding the creature, four could do it. The load would be split. No one would have to lose themselves completely."

Hope sparked in Liana’s chest. "You mean the triplets and I could all contain it together?" "But there’s a cost," Talia continued, her voice growing afraid.

"To create a four-way prison bond, you would need to... to..." She stopped, her eyes snapping back to normal, filled with fear. "What?" Liana demanded. "What would we need to do?" "You would need to die first," Talia whispered. "All of you. At the same exact moment. And then be reborn through the mate bond, with your souls forever linked.

The creature would be stuck in the space between life and death, held by your combined will." Silence fell over the mountaintop. "That’s impossible," Jace said finally. "You can’t just choose to die and come back." "Actually," Liana’s father spoke up happily, "you can. With the right help."

Everyone turned to stare at him. He smiled pleasantly, as if they were talking the weather. "Who are you?" Voidheart ordered, his silver light flaring suspiciously. "Someone who’s been waiting a very long time for this moment," Liana’s father responded.

"Someone who has a very special gift to offer." He reached into his coat and pulled out a small glass vial filled with flowing silver liquid. "Phoenix tears," he said simply. "Collected over centuries. One drop can bring back the recently dead.

Four drops can make a synchronized rebirth." "Why would you help us?" Liana asked suspiciously. "You abandoned me when I was born." Her father’s pleasant smile flickered for just a moment.

"Because, my dear daughter, some games take eighteen years to play properly." Before anyone could ask what he meant, the ghostly Mira let out a winning shriek.

The shadows under her skin burst outward, and suddenly she wasn’t translucent anymore. She was strong. Real. And fully under the creature’s control. "Finally!" the thing wearing Mira’s face cried. "A body! Power! Freedom!" She raised her hands, and dark energy began gathering around her.

The same force that had torn open the dimensional barriers before. "She’s going to open the gates again," Voidheart warned. "Not if we stop her first," Liana said, taking the vial from her father’s hands. "Liana, wait—" Kael started.

But there was no time to wait. The creature wearing Mira’s body was already starting to tear new holes in reality. In seconds, the True Shadows would pour through again. "Together?" Liana asked the triplets, meeting each of their eyes. Kael nodded grimly. "Together." "Always," Jace agreed. "Forever," Rowan added.

They joined hands around the bottle. Liana looked at each of their faces one last time—Kael’s steady strength, Jace’s fierce loyalty, Rowan’s gentle knowledge. "If this doesn’t work—" she began. "It will work," Kael interrupted.

"Because we won’t let it fail." Liana smiled and raised the vial to her lips. She took one sip and passed it to Jace, who drank and passed it to Rowan, who drank and passed it to Kael. He drank the last drop. For a moment, nothing happened.

Then the phoenix tears hit their veins. The world burst into silver fire. Liana felt her heart stop, felt her breath leave her lungs, felt her soul tear free from her body. But she wasn’t alone. Through the mate bond, she could feel the triplets dying with her, their souls reaching out to touch hers. They fell together into darkness.

But as they fell, Liana heard her father’s voice, no longer pleasant and happy. "Excellent," he said coldly. "Phase one is complete."

And in that terrible moment between death and rebirth, Liana understood the truth. Her father hadn’t been trying to help them. He had been counting on them to choose this exact answer.

Because phoenix tears didn’t just bring you back from the dead. They brought you back changed. And whoever controlled the person who gave you the tears... Controlled what you became.

The last thing Liana heard before everything went black was her father’s triumphant laughter booming across the mountain. They had walked straight into a trap.