Chapter 17
"Siegfried… Are you okay?"
Again, I was in the inn room. The shredding pain had stopped, and Ivy (still topless) stood in front of me.
"Siegfried, give me the shard!"
I looked down to my hand. The fragment was gone, but its shape seemed to be burned into the armor. An incredible burning sensation was just under the charred armor.
"Hand it over now! I must destroy it!" Ivy's hand tensely gripped her sword.
"You can't possibly destroy it…" These words escaped my mouth as I rose to my feet. No… The evil blade had won again…my arms rose high and fell to the ground, and I watched in horror as Soul Calibur passed through Ivy.
Isabella Valentine's green eyes welled up with tears and hurt. She was betrayed by the one person she had come to trust. Her top half slid to the floor, followed by her legs.
What had I done? I fell to my knees next to Ivy's corpse and burst into tears, both mourning Ivy and out of frustration that, even with Soul Calibur, I was still unable to withstand Soul Edge. There was no turning back now; Soul Edge had become a part of me, scorched through my skin.
There was only one solution: in this brief period of lucidity, I would have to end my own life before I took countless others'.
Unfortunately, this was not to be.