He grabs the bat, but it's all Alphinaud can do before the lance pierces through him in one swift movement, and the agonizing yell that follows does nothing to quell the pain. The bat drops to the floor. Lunged deep through his torso, he cannot even free himself from the lance. ]
[A moment passes in agonizing quiet before Estinien withdraws, pulling the lance out of Alphinaud. While this frees him, it also leaves his once plugged wound gaping. Estinien makes no further move as he watches Alphinaud impassively.]
[ Somehow, it hurts even more coming out than it did going on. With a strangled noise, Alphinaud can do little more than collapse to the floor, body trembling as he gasps for air. His little spot is getting... messy. ]
There—there is no one here... to save...
[ Twelve above, he's really going to die again, isn't he. ]
Estinien has nothing more to say—not when Alphinaud is caught in the iron grip of his death throes. Instead, he kneels down and pulls Alphinaud's head back by the hair, then uses his other hand to gouge out an eye before Alphinaud succumbs to the fatal wound.
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He grabs the bat, but it's all Alphinaud can do before the lance pierces through him in one swift movement, and the agonizing yell that follows does nothing to quell the pain. The bat drops to the floor. Lunged deep through his torso, he cannot even free himself from the lance. ]
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In the end, your actions have saved none.
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There—there is no one here... to save...
[ Twelve above, he's really going to die again, isn't he. ]
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Estinien has nothing more to say—not when Alphinaud is caught in the iron grip of his death throes. Instead, he kneels down and pulls Alphinaud's head back by the hair, then uses his other hand to gouge out an eye before Alphinaud succumbs to the fatal wound.
Alphinaud Leveilleur is dead.
But it is not yet the end.]