Yes, I had her soul in my hand, and I... crushed it. Right before her very eyes.

[ There were circumstances, of course. He had sold his soul for that one. To take out the powerful goddess that would have helped them into a victory. He'd sold his soul, and still somehow made it out. Of all the things he had done, that one had been the closest he'd been to death. He remembered it. The way his soul had slid out of his throat, Sebastian's lips on his, drawing his putrid, broken little soul out from him.

He'd not believed they existed.

He'd learned otherwise. ]

Here is the thing you should know, about people like me. There are some people, whom you can predict, because they will alwaysshy away from what could find them a victory. They find it too unpalatable. They find the sacrifice too great.

But there are people who can take what is necessary. Can wrap their fingers around anything to see their victory, and seize it.

I am one of the second. Godhood means little to me, and I refuse to allow them to stand in my way.

[Small> Especially when she would get in the way of Jinx living again — or that had been what he believed. He knows better now.

He does not regret that decision. Of all of them, he does not regret that. ]