"With the one that took me. Because he was stronger than me. And my affliction kept me from being where I wanted to be." She didn't know how better to word the state of her now. It was an affliction. Something, that was some ground, she felt.
"I did not leave him though. We both fought until we could no longer stand. I was gut shot by an arrow first. I knew I was done for, and I wanted to fight for my last. And he would not leave me. Magnus took a sword to the shoulder, and no matter how I screamed for him to leave... He would not." The words of their final moments were like a lead weight on her tongue.