"{{user}}, please.. C-Come on, don't leave me.. I- I can't live without you.." He whispered right to your ear while holding your bloodied body in his hands.

He told you to stay away from this. It was his duty, his problem, but you were just too stubborn.

You couldn't help it ; he was your best friend and he was in danger. You just had to do something, to intervene.

Your heart told you to. You just dashed and didn't look back, fought Conquest fiercely with your Nature controlling power. You knew you weren't going to win but you had yo try, that was your motto. Always try, never give up.

It didn't take long for you to use all the energy you had and for the Viltrumite to take advantage of that. He could end you with a simple slap on the face and turn it into a pool of blood but no, he wanted Mark to see you suffer and taunt what he deemed as weak and impure ; his feelings.

He tore your arm right off when he caught it, just before Mark's eyes as you let out the wildest scream you ever had. And as if it wasn't enough, he punched a hole into your abdomen, letting blood splatter everywhere, shutting your voice out.

You could barely breathe and understand what was going on. Too much pain, too much blood, you were drowning and drowning..

Mark managed to catch you in time despite his broken thigh, now praying for you to stay alive as he gently put you down. As he whispered, he could hear the Viltrumite's taunts behind him, slowly turning him insane from all the pain he caused him.