His insides were starting to get warm. Marcelo wasn't sure if that was death or Stephanie's doing. He bit his lower lip to keep quiet as he watched her work.

She was gorgeous, and he really wished he could have a life with her. He just wasn't sure he would be able to with a sword through his body.

Pain was starting to get to him. He could feel the sword through him now. Every little jostle hurt. He just wanted to touch her one last time. He managed to raise his arm a bit, but he stopped himself when it finally dawned on him touching Pyroplasm Lass might not have felt very good.

So he tried to listen beyond the room. As much as it pained him to hear his employees die. If he could give Stephanie enough warning, she could probably make it out.