"I agree on that Meetra which is why this will be my last act completely of my own free will. If killing you spares you from what lies ahead then kill you I must. It is not possible to walk away from such things unscarred...To keep living while the universe around you dies...... She will try to break you, teach you how far you can fall. You are her weakness, as you were mine."

Meetra said nothing and for a long time the two stared at each other with solemn eyes until finally she took the first step. Dredgan was visibly shaking at this point, he had taken countless lives but had only ever come to care for one. She was his friend. It was a simple word a simple title but it made all the difference. His resolve wavered with her every step and Dredgan's knees felt weak. He tried to persuade her one final time with words.

"Meetra......please turn back."

With a soft smile she simply replied.

"I can't"

Dredgan was torn but his decision had been made. He took one powerful step forward and swung his blade horizontally aiming directly for her throat. It would be quick, painless his one and only mercy to date. He closed his eyes and whispered 

"I'm sorry"

Time seemed to slow and though his eyes were closed the blade was mere inches from her. In the next moment she would be gone. That was until she spoke.

"Stop"

His body seized and Dredgan opened his eyes to see the blade halt just inches from her skin. It's heat leaving a small burn. What was this? With just a word she shattered his will, his resolve. He became frantic 

"No,no,no! You mustn't you must allow me to do this!"

Dredgan regained control of his body and he pulled back readying himself for another strike. He lunged at her again and this time the air around him crackled with electricity he was exerting himself to ensure she could not stop him again. As he was now nothing short of Abeloth herself would be able to stop him. It was over.

"Kneel"

The young lord had fallen to his knees his saber rolled from his fingertips. He looked up at her in disbelief had she always been this powerful? Had she been limiting herself this whole time to prevent her ability from affecting him. He was speechless. Meetra came to one knee and placed a hand on his cheek whispering a goodbye before standing again and walking right past him. She pushed the doors open and stepped into darkness. In her last moments she seemed as wholly luminescent as the sun, and Dredgan wished he could be so brave.