It's a strange feeling.
Knowing, that one minute, he's next to you...
The next, he's dead.
Snuffed out by your own hand.
But it's the only way.
I must live.
Even at your expense.
I'm sorry.
I always loved you.
But I must.
Gods...
The blood...
Colored same as my hair...
Too much...
Too soon...
I loved you.
Yes, it's Lina talking. Who is she talking to? You guess!