Ivy:
Our fight continued; both of us were becoming winded and worn with each attack from the other. My smaller size made me faster, and his rage made him sloppy. I could have killed him multiple times already if that were really my goal. I know he is angry; I know he is hurting, but this is not the man I met who stayed put in an empty realm for lifetimes over just so his mother would not be alone.
This is Ilya’s influence, all of her lies that continue to push this rage into him.
“Do you really think this is what Nolan would want, Arbor?” I worded my question in a way that left Nolan’s death on the table. I knew he was alive. I felt it the moment Damon used my magic on him. I realize I am playing a wicked game, attempting to make Arbor see his wrongs, but what other choice do I have?
