Watch bubbles escape lips.
Light fading from eyes.
Consciousness slipping.
Death approaching.
Should feel nothing.
Should finish it.
Should eliminate threat.
But...
Somethingwrong.
Different?
Want to stop?
Need to stop.
Have to stop.
Release grip.
Watch her sink.
Feel...regret?
Not supposed to feel.
Not to care.
Never hesitate.
But watching her fall...
Watching her struggle...
Watching her fade...
Want to save.
Need to save.
Have to save.
Look at others.
Not prey anymore.
Azurite still punching.
Luna still searching.
Both still fighting.
