You watch as your arch nemesis walks towards you, seemingly to finally give the final blow in this seemingly never ending feud. Her boots hit the concrete as she approaches, revealing her sword to aim at your neck. Just when you think she’s about to press the blade into your neck she pauses her eyes moving down to the wound in your stomach.

You lay leaning against a half broken wall in front of her, blood spilling out of your abdomen you as you look up at her. Someone had already beat her to it.