Elina was about to go through the conversion, and Damonq knew that he had to communicate with her in her last moments as a human. He held her close in his arms, and dropped a kiss on her forehead.
"It hurts," Elina said softly, pressing her body close to his, melting into him. "What is it doing to you?"
"I can shut down pain. Stop worrying about me. We still have the conversion to get through." He nuzzled the top of her head, aware of time slipping away from them.
The sound of ancients singing the lullaby filled the air with a soothing peace that was a counterbalance to the vicious attacks the few remaining parasites continued on both of them. Despite the urgency, he wanted to just hold her for a moment – to block out all the pain and blood for her and allow her a moment of respite.