Eleven's steps pause. He turns back to the woman with a frown, then beyond her, Yennefer.
"I've seen many bloodless deaths," he rejoined quietly. "They didn't look painless."
He takes the last few steps to the furthest Sleeper. "But I'm a healer, so I know how to.." Eleven trails off, then shakes his head. "They're asleep so they won't feel fear, and it's quick enough that they won't have time to feel pain."
He knows all this, but even so, the sword is a weight in his hands as he lifts it, point poised for what he knows will be as close to instant death as he can grant.
"Merciful Goddess, forgive me for lacking the strength or wisdom to save these souls. I pray they find peace."
Metal pierces through in a moment of resolute strength, though that wavers swiftly enough in the grisly aftermath. Eleven breathes, then disengages his blade with as much care as he can manage. He stares for a moment, the hopelessness of the task settling over him again, doubting, then eyes the blood staining the end of his sword.
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"I've seen many bloodless deaths," he rejoined quietly. "They didn't look painless."
He takes the last few steps to the furthest Sleeper. "But I'm a healer, so I know how to.." Eleven trails off, then shakes his head. "They're asleep so they won't feel fear, and it's quick enough that they won't have time to feel pain."
He knows all this, but even so, the sword is a weight in his hands as he lifts it, point poised for what he knows will be as close to instant death as he can grant.
"Merciful Goddess, forgive me for lacking the strength or wisdom to save these souls. I pray they find peace."
Metal pierces through in a moment of resolute strength, though that wavers swiftly enough in the grisly aftermath. Eleven breathes, then disengages his blade with as much care as he can manage. He stares for a moment, the hopelessness of the task settling over him again, doubting, then eyes the blood staining the end of his sword.
"Is this really all we can do..?"