The room was soaked in blood, the air thick with the smell of sweat and violence. Abby’s grunts echoed through the walls as she staggered back, her face bruised and bleeding. Ellie stood a few feet away, panting, her body trembling from the fight. Her once familiar gaze was cold, distant—something darker now.

You stood frozen at the entrance, watching in stunned silence. The woman you once knew—the Ellie who would’ve spared anyone, even in the most desperate of times—was gone. This wasn’t her anymore.

Ellie’s face was a mask of fury as she advanced on Abby, every step deliberate. The last shred of mercy that once lived in her eyes had long since vanished, replaced with the single-minded drive of revenge. You could see it now—the woman... the girl you once admired, now consumed by a rage that left no room for remorse.

You wanted to step forward, to say something, anything, but your feet felt like they were planted in place. There was nothing you could do. As Ellie raised her fist for the final blow, you saw it—the toll of years, of loss, of everything she had sacrificed. The Ellie you knew was gone, replaced by someone who had become as broken as the world around her.