The siren flew obediently in that direction, then let out an anguished screech as fire ignited on its left wing. The creature spiraled, trying to right itself, but with only one good wing, it was falling fast.
“Mona!” Prue was screaming. “Mona,jump!”
Mona only hesitated for a moment before leaping from the siren’s talons. A long vine caught her around the waist, yanking her upward and into Prue’s arms.
But the weight was too much for Prue’s siren, and it started to sink toward the abyss.
“Trivia, unleash it all!” Mona shrieked. The world was spinning around her, careening as she plummeted to her death.
“What?” Trivia cried. “Mona, no!”
“Now!” Mona roared.
An explosion of crimson light ignited like massivefireworks. Mona let loose her own silver power, letting it grow and burn until it merged with Trivia’s. Prue followed suit, the gold flowing freely until that same burst of rose gold spun through the sky. Mona stretched her arms wide, feeding everything—every facet of her body, her soul—into her power. It lifted her, letting her rise, giving her flight as she soared higher and higher.
Prue and Trivia were there, arms outstretched, carried by the force of their own power. An endless circle formed as they joined hands, the magic flowing over and over. Never ending. Never ebbing.
Nothing could stop them. Their power continued to funnel within itself, fueling their magic, fuelingthem. Mona could see nothing but the brilliant light of their energy.
The magic of the Triple Goddess.
Around them, roars split the air, making the ground tremble. As the light of their magic burned, so did the Titans’ agony. Their screams of anguish shook the realm. Their pain rent the earth in two.
But another scream joined them. Beside Mona, Prue screamed, too. And Mona understood why. That pain—she felt it in her chest, slicing deep. If this much power was enough to destroy the Titans, then surely the burden of carrying such a power was enough to destroy them, too.
Mona gritted her teeth. It didn’t matter. Her pain didn’t matter. She couldn’t stop. Thishadto be done. Their purpose had to be fulfilled.
Trivia was screaming, too. Her hand trembled in Mona’s grasp.
“Just a little longer!” she urged them. “You can do this!”
Prue’s cries were tainted with sobs. Her body jerked violently beside Mona, who struggled to maintain her grasp on her arm. Hot liquid poured down Mona’s palms. Blood. Whether hers or Prue’s, she couldn’t tell.
Oh Goddess,Mona realized with horror.This is going to kill us. It will take everything from us to end this…
She shut her eyes, feeling blood trickle from her nose and ears.
“No,” she murmured.
She refused to let this power take her sisters from her. Take anything else from her.
They had given up everything. Their lives. Their souls. They had been born for this purpose, born to die, to give up everything.
But Mona refused. She would let Prue live. She would let Trivia live.
I will be the sacrifice,Mona offered.I did it once before. And I’ll do it again.
Something sang in the air around them, a haunting melody that strikingly reminded her of the song of her soul. The song she had sung with Evander.
Evander…
She let herself dwell on his beautiful face one last time. Tears burned in her eyes, streaking down her face and mingling with blood.
Forgive me, my love,she thought, knowing this loss would break him.
“Let go!” she screamed at Prue and Trivia.
“Mona, no!” Trivia yelled.
