Kat smiled encouragingly, lifting her chin. A calculated slice peeled her throat wide open, bright blood sprayed, beginning to soak her from the neck down. She sank to her knees, clutching the wound with both hands, thick streams of crimson pulsing from her severed arteries. She fell to her side with a low gurgle as Lilly turned the blade on herself, putting the tip to her breast. Fascinated for a moment by her lover's blood already on the blade, she drove the sword completely through her body, collapsing beside Kat and using her last strength to pull her close.