Esi had missed her mark. She came close to collapsing. The Goddess wanted too much from her, but Bas needed her too, and it was him who she could not fail. In shaking hands, she drew the dagger from Bas’s flesh, lifting it high into the air before slamming it down on the place where she laid her head at night to hear his heart beat. Her aim was true and Bas’s body spasmed before going still. Esi had broken his heart, and she watched as the life left the eyes of the man she loved.
