Rena turned around, her eyes red.

Elvira's countenance was pallid and her injured wrist bled steadily, yet she laughed hysterically.

"Waylen, you cannot abandon me. If you choose her, I shall take my own life

Striding forward, Waylen applied pressure to Elvira's wound.

Lowering his voice, he implored, "Elvira, when will this cease?"