The Last Step - Chapter 77: Your Story Ends Here - I

... lia down with more care than I've shown anyone in years.

Her body twitched slightly, still stuck somewhere between consciousness and agony. Her lips were cracked, bleeding in the corners, but they parted weakly as I poured the potion between them.

"Just a little more, Celia," I whispered under my breath. "You don't get to leave yet."

She drank.

Good.

I stood up slowly.

The grotesques stood frozen, twitching but not moving. Not even a hiss. That sil ...