Actually Alessa was getting pretty tired herself, but she knew that she had to last long enough. Thankfully though, Alessa had a certain advantage over a bunch of people. She'd been burned alive, and trapped inside of her own mind for seven years, and then she'd been trapped in Hell for another seven years. Whatever pain she received here would never compare to the pain of the past.
"When I was a little girl I made this nice man kill people. They were bad people though. One was a sick fuck at a hotel that filmed people fucking each other. Oh, and then there was the one guy who was a fucking bastard." The way Alessa said this, one could tell that she had no remorse or regret for her actions.
The plate she'd been tossing up and down finally fell to the ground and broke into several pieces. Alessa took the pieces one at a time, and proceeded to jab Sal's body with them.