Aryanna's eyes widened. She sat, stunned, for a moment, before clenching her fist. "You won't win. Even if you do implant the souls, there will be resisters. They will not let you conquer so easily. If the others come for me, I want them to know that they can still fight. They may not know that I said this, they may think I talked, but they can still fight. And you were doomed from the start." She shook, feeling the cold of the pistol on her skin. A tear slid down her face and she closed her eyes, waiting for the end, when Kane pulled the trigger and ended her life. One twitch of the finger, and she would die. But she welcomed the freedom.