The Bond Construct
Chapter 10 - The End of Dark Howl
Both Margot and Kristof found that they had deep, bitter regrets, but it no longer mattered. They had both willingly chosen this violent route, and once they made a choice, neither of them ever backed down or quit.
Black, fetid blood dripped steadily from Kristof's jagged wounds and the corners of his mouth. His veins were swollen, bulging beneath his skin in thick black tracks, and the whites of his eyes had turned completely dark with the rot. He coughed, spitting out another mouthful of putrid blood, and smiled devilishly at Margot.
"It seems like you and I will die at each other's hands," he rasped, his voice bubbling with fluid. "Who knew our love would have such depth?"
