His arm screamed in agony, but that wasn't what got to him. The dagger fell from his hand, disappearing into a flurry of sparks even as his head snapped to the side. He saw stars as pain scorched along his nerves. It left him barely conscious, groaning as he clung to stay awake, try and get Gladio to think. He tried to speak, but his tongue was slow and his words were thick with pain.

"Gladio... Gladio, why are you doing this? This isn't you..."