Anya's thoughts raced...
'W-what is this strange sensation? Why couldn't I look him in the eye?'
'This feeling in my heart... It's strange and unnerving.'
'I feel humiliated, but there's something else I can't quite place.'
'Stop this! I need to snap out of this; I have an event to win, and my team needs me.'
She slowly raised her head, and the first thing her gaze landed on was Spade holding a roughed-up Maila by the hair; she had blisters and cuts all over. The sight made her heart sink further, but it also sparked a fire within her.
Spade noticed Anya looking at him. He looked back at her, his eyes cold.
"I'm done here."
He said, flinging Maila to Anya's side. Maila coughed up blood as she hit the ground.
Spade then turned around and began to walk away. Slowly, his body began to fade as if he were turning invisible.
