"Celeste, don't." Talhad said quietly, kicking the man in the face. It was hardly something a brave knight should do, but who cared what happened to traitors? They were the scum of the earth, there wasn't anything worse to do for Talhad than this - abandon people who you were sworn to protect when there was a need to do so, instead choosing your own well-being. He dropped to his knees when Farin screamed with pain, and pucnhed his face again, causing more blood to leave the man's mouth and soak his clothes. He put his hands onto Farin's neck, squeezing. The screams and crying was too loud and the last thing they needed now was more attention. With no idea as to where the camp that Farin was trying to get them to was, Talhad had to silence him quickly. Absolutely focused on crushint the man's neck with his solid grip, Talhad was taken by surprise when Farin raised his hand and stabbed him in his forearm, the same one he got a wound on earlier. Groaning in pain, Talhad jerk his hand away, and the knife slipped out of Farin's weak grip, staying in the wound. Still, the knight kept crushing the man's neck, and although it took time, in the end Farin lay down on the ground, motionless. But even with this small victory, it was hardly a time Talhad would celebrate anything. He noticed his vision was getting blurry and he had problems keeping his eyes open. Withh all of the strength the could muster, he kept his head above the ground and tried to whisper something to Celeste, but his body was already giving in and soon enough, he dropped onto the ground head-on, motionless, but breathing.