Enzo stared down at her, his eyes slowly welling up. With a smile, she looked back up at him, wrapping her arms around his neck as he carried her. The two of them didn't speak, but with the way Enzo's eyes were fixed on her amethyst gems, he was trying to communicate. Alas, his voice couldn't reach her.
"I know what this is. But I still don't want to let go." Enzo knew why his voice couldn't reach the woman in his arms, his fading mind was even more of a proof.
"You win!" He suddenly yelled. "... You bastard."
After the energy around his neck had been sucked into the mouth of the woman, she bit in, making blood slide down his neck. But then a heavy fist suddenly landed on Enzo's face, knocking him and the woman apart.
Apocalyph cracked his fist as he walked past the woman now sitting on the floor, over to Enzo as he laid on the swampy ground.
