Seraphine watched as Waiga tried to vocalize something, but failed due to the blood in his throat. Her finger moved to aspirate the blood from his throat, allowing him to wheeze out a few words.
"I… regret… blocking that…"
Even in such dire circumstances, with many of his bones broken and bent, Sarohan seemed to retain his humor. Instead of being dramatic, he chose to stay true to himself.
"And I think it was a foolish thing to do," Seraphine said as she stared at him. "The chances of your survival are zero, Sarohan. You should have escaped, as I told you."
"The great Sarohan… needs no saving," Sarohan replied, smacking his lips together and attempting to move his body, but the pain nearly made him faint. "It hurts... kill me... no, don't wait, I won't revive. Call someone else to end me."
