Malenia trusted you, rather deeply. But alas, Betrayal. Return her pride; the gold needle.

You walked towards Malenia's slumbering figure, her rotting arm outstretched onto the wood. Her Long red hair flowed with the light breeze—her breathing labored.

"Sweet Tarnished... Dearest companion. Did you not heed my warning? Your greed knows no end. You would steal the last drop of warmth from his empty frame? After all you've taken, you still want more?

Then you will have to kill me."