As my army of avatars all ran toward the ongoing battle. I began to make plans.
It was funny when you think about it. I didn't tell anyone, but I had yet to evolve again, despite the Seeker War. While I had no hesitation in evolving into a Phantom. It seemed that I had some to become a Specter.
For one, I learned from Connie about the price of death for Specters. As if that were not enough, I also learned from Pixie and Delroy about the sheer cruelty of reapers.
Cutting my ties with humanity was easy. But what if one of the Sirens died? Could I bear to forget them? Xander, Raymond and even Zach showed how powerless we were.
Unconsciously, I found myself hesitating to evolve. But there was a ray of hope. It was Isolde's revelation that Mike was Tristan.
