Book Six: Chapter 46

How could she hope to beat her past self without dooming her own future? She managed to dodge a pair of swords, then got knocked over when a ball of fire slammed into her from above. The pressure in her head was building, and it felt like she was going to black out. She stumbled and fell, rolling over in time to see past Yuki approaching. One finger was tucked beneath the eye patch, so Yuki closed her eyes to keep from getting turned to stone.

“Please, don’t,” she cried, holding her hands up. “You have to let me explain!”

“I don’t have to--”

The world went silent, save for the sound of electrical streamers. Yuki turned toward the noise and opened her eyes to see Mike standing behind Christmas Past. He had grabbed the spirit’s head from behind, and purple sparks crawled all along his arm and into Christmas Past’s forehead. The spirit was frozen in place, its eyes wide as the darkness receded.

“Sorry I’m late,” he panted, sweat glistening off his forehead. Yuki