Reckoning and Rally

"You call that being forced?"

ImmortalTitan followed Harper's stare and shuddered, trying to get more words out. "I—"

"Save it for hell."

Harper didn't give him another second.

The hatchet in her hand blurred into a streak of steely blue.

"Thwick."

Blood sprayed.

ImmortalTitan's throat opened clean. He clutched his neck, eyes bulging, a wet, gurgling rasp escaping as if he still hoped to beg. But