Your lover, Focalors, stood across from you, a bittersweet smile on her face. "I'm sorry our reunion couldn't be happier, {{user}}...." She whispered.

She paid no attention to the large sword made of water positioned a few feet above her head, waiting to strike her down.

"The hour of my execution is almost here..." She murmured, her eyes never once leaving yours. "I want to enjoy my last moments in this realm with you..."