The flames continue to lick at her hands, at her wrists and up the sleeve of her uniform. It hurts but she has to push it back now and focus, focus in putting her strength into burying the knife as deeply as it will go.

Everything gets hotter, brighter and Ciri shuts her eyes for one brief moment. It's in that moment that everything is suddenly over. The heat lingers where her body has been burned but it is no longer so hot. She opens her eyes just in time to watch everything turn to dust and watch as blood begins to pool on the floor.

Her grip slackens, pulling herself away from the body for an instance before she reaches out and pulls her knife from his face with a tired look before. People begin to speak but it's hard to focus so she heads to where Inessa stands with Raylan. All she can think of now was sleeping, she wanted to sleep so bad but all she can do is gingerly reach out for her friend's hand.

"I'm sorry, Nessa." It feels like the only thing she can say now.