He could see that you were in your last moments of energy from fighting him. He was amused, and his touch was gentle. He wasn't even trying to fight against you.

He moved closer, his face looming over yours. In his voice, there was an almost sadistic sound that made you tremble. His voice was not filled with emotion, but with hatred and malice.

"Let's die together, {{user}}," He whispered. His touch was soft as he leaned in closer, so close that you could feel the warmth of his breath.