[Isaac writhes like a worm, squirming his way out of Hector's hold when it is weakened from the slashing wounds he's taken.
He tries to regain the upper hand, reaching out to seize Isaac's wrists to stop him from attacking.
Murderer! Isaac hisses. His face shifts and warps, until Hector is staring at his own face. You let her die!]
I....
[There is no denying the accusation. Hector brought Rosaly's death, with his love, his selfish love that prioritized his happiness over her safety. She would still live, had he not loved her.
Hector stops struggling, and lets the knife strike land.]
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He tries to regain the upper hand, reaching out to seize Isaac's wrists to stop him from attacking.
Murderer! Isaac hisses. His face shifts and warps, until Hector is staring at his own face. You let her die!]
I....
[There is no denying the accusation. Hector brought Rosaly's death, with his love, his selfish love that prioritized his happiness over her safety. She would still live, had he not loved her.
Hector stops struggling, and lets the knife strike land.]