Alex stood over the siren with his grip wrapped tightly around Virtue's Edge.
Just moments ago, he had completely deprived her of her last chance to counter attack.
He had sliced her last remaining arm off, leaving her as just a shadow of her former self.
The only remaining limb she had left was her leg, but it was debatable on whether that could be called 'intact' after Alex's fierce stomp…
Now though, his blade hovered just millimetres away from her chest, ready to pierce her heart at any time.
Her arm lay just a few feet away from her, cruelly placed so it was constantly in her peripheral vision no matter how much she wanted to look away.
Alex didn't know if such psychological tactics would work on a beast like her, but it was a negligible amount of effort he put in anyway.
She was no longer a threat, unable to manipulate the water anymore or even defend herself.
"Goodbye."
