Kneeling down beside Alice, Liam gently cradled her face. Her eyes, vacant and distant, continued their haunting chant, "Let me die... please kill me... please..." Liam's voice trembled with regret, "I'm so sorry, we came too late."
He then turned his gaze to Timothy, who, despite enduring unimaginable pain, still retained a hint of awareness in his tortured eyes. Summoning the last of his strength, Timothy weakly shook his head, whispering a plea with the same hollowed eyes, "Give her peace."
Liam nodded in understanding. With the most merciful and swift way he knew to end someone's life, he gently placed his hand on Alice's head and, with precision, pierced just enough to end her suffering without disfiguring her face.
With care, he removed all the knives and foreign objects from her back and body. Using the healing liquid, he meticulously mended her wounds until she looked untouched by the horrors she'd experienced.
