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Blood ran from Ashley's wounds, but it mattered not to him. He knew going into the fight that he was out matched, all he wanted to do was buy time, to give them the chance to escape... to give her the chance to be free.

"How pathetic Ashley, I always thought killing you would give me some sense of satisfaction, but this is just a game. Now I know how a cat feels when he has the mouse in his grasp."

Ashley snorted, raised his sword and charged. Samuel side stepped the last desperation attack, and drove his weapon home, finding the vital spot that would end his enemy's life. Ashley felt the sword drive deeply into him, and fell to his knees, there was no pain.

"It's over Ashley, you must now meet whatever god you hold dear."

Ashley coughed up blood, smiled and whispered to himself... "Elizabeth." and then felt no more.