Yet now that Tista was at the final crossroad, she refused to take the final step forward because, unlike Valia, she had forgotten the path in life that had led her to that moment. Unlike Valia, Tista was still alive and she rejected her gifts.
'Gods, how could I have been so stupid until now?' She thought while body casting a tier five spell. 'Lith has shown me that no matter what form he takes, he's still my brother. Our parents still love him, Kamila loves him, and our little ones consider him their hero.
'Grandma, Bodya, and the rest of my family will love me as well, no matter what I choose. I am Tista Verhen and that won't change no matter what form I take!'
Her three life forces spun around each other faster and faster. The barrier between them that had formed during the past few months shattered, offering them no resistance.
