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Is this it? I have a feeling that this is it.

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Eilene's POV

"We need to get Conor's compass like right now before it's too late," Zoron said, "Takoda, Kovo and the rest of the Great Beast summoners, protect the Staff of Cycles and the talisman. Rollan, Abeke, and Meilin, you know Conor more so maybe you could try to get through him."

"We'll be right behind you," Rollan nodded then Zoron took the lead as they ran towards Conor, nearing the Wyrm.

Eilene spotted where she last left her staff and had quickly snatched it into her hands. Memories of her and John fighting over which weapon to choose came to her mind, smiling lightly at the memory.

"Hello, old friend," Eilene mumbled, gripping the staff tighter as she followed Zoron, "Help me one last time for this battle."

As they neared Conor, Zerif appeared by his side and with a grin, he shouted out to his infected and they all came rushing at them at once. Conor grinned as well, shouting a different command to attack the Great Beast summoners. Immediately, the team had been pulled apart.

Eilene saw Hope pulled apart from Zoron and Zoey who struggled to get to her. Irene had been tackled by two of the infected, only barely being saved by Vhon. Ivan came and fought Riley while Jef tried to run to her rescue. Eilene was about to run to Hope until someone had knocked her off her feet from the side.

She quickly got back up and spun to face her attacker, only to freeze.

"Oh, Eilene, nice seeing you again," John sneered.

Eilene had fought John a couple of times already ever since he got infected but she felt as if this fight was going to be different. This was their last fight and that had two meanings. One is that everyone would be saved and John would be cured. The other meaning one of them would die today.

"We literally just met a couple of hours ago," Eilene muttered, remembering that this wasn't the real John.

"Oh right, that," John pretended to marvel at his sword as he stepped closer, "He's strong, that part is true. The thing is, the Wyrm is stronger than us all."

"That's not true," Eilene said, taking a step back as she tried to reason with him, reluctant to fighting him, "You've fought the Wyrm, you've fought for control. I've seen it with my own eyes and I know that it's possible to overcome its control."

"It may have happened once," John growled, "but now that the Wyrm is stronger, it won't happen twice."

John launched at her, viciously swiping his sword with surprising speed which Eilene barely dodged, blocking the last hit with her staff. John then kicked her hard, sending her stumbling back as John ran at her with his sword raised. Eilene raised her staff to meet the blade, sending her straining from the strength of the blow.

"I am stronger than you," John growled, pushing down harder, "You think you can beat me?"

Eilene finally rolled away and scrambled to stand up. Then she sighed, stopping for a moment, "You're right, I can't beat you. Only John can beat you for control."

"But he's too weak," John growled, running at her again and delivering hard blows which she barely blocked. One catching her arm, making her yelp in pain, "He's too weak and he's too late."

Eilene was breathing heavily as she clutched her arm in pain, "No...he's not weak. The John I know never gives up."

Eilene made a weak attempt to block another attack, making her stumbled back but she kept talking, "The John I know can be so annoying but he never fails to make me smile, even though I try hard not to show it."

She saw something flash in John's eyes and she caught the brief moment of hesitation before striking again. That moment of hesitation gave Eilene enough strength to dodge the attack.

"The John I know would always argue and fight with me, even if it's for the stupidest reasons," John stroke again, making her staff fall of her hands.

"The John I know isn't just a partner, a team member, a friend or even a best friend," Eilene had completely made no effort to defend herself as John pulled out a dagger and twirled it with one hand as he approached.

Eilene looked at him right in the eyes, "For me, John is more than just a friend."

His eyes were changing, his body was hesitating and she knew that he was fighting back. But she also knew that it wasn't enough and the Wyrm had taken control once more.

John growled and before the real John could fight back, he quickly stabbed her on the stomach. Eilene winced as she felt the sharp blade cut through her skin but she mustered all her remaining strength and made one last effort to help John.

She quickly leaned in and planted her lips on his. The pain faded away momentarily as she felt the same feeling she had felt those two nights. She had forgotten about everything else for a moment, only focusing on what was happening right now.

Then she pulled away, her last remaining strengths vanishing.

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Understand I chose that ending to lead it to my next book in the next chapter. Don't worry, i'll be writing an alternate ending.

I shall be updating them tomorrow.

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