Naomi looked up at Allen with a strange combination of sadness, disgust, and contempt. She was almost to the point of begging for her life, but even in this state she was too proud to do so. Her blood ran down from her mouth at the corners and her eyes wept black tears instead of clear ones. "I won't beg for my life if that's what you expect." She said through her sobbing. "I was keeping the balance. Is it so wrong that I enjoy myself while doing so? It should be you who sits in my place as you've taken away from them the eternal bliss of death."