Sael looked down at the slender wooden blade jutting from his chest and watched blood dripping from the tip. Turning to the side he looked back at Lia who was staring straight forward with her glazed eyes, blood slowly dripping down from the hilt of the rapier. Out of the other corner of his eye, he saw the elf queen's chest explode out as a werewolf's claw pushed her heart out of the front of her chest. As the world seemed to slow down he could only think 'Hasten's cool down shouldn't be up yet.' He watched Nee and Ara closing in before darkness washed over his vision.