Pain and anguish were siphoning his strength away and filling void with their darkness. Claude's attempts to free himself were weakening as the enchantress leaned in. "Did you really think I would give you a fair fight? Your soul belongs to me, no matter the rose" She hissed into his ear. He was fading fast, he wasn't going to make it. The only thing he could think over was Stella, how could he do this to her?<br/><br/>"Get up. Come on, the big bad wolf can't take little old riding hood? She's nothing and you're a monster. You can take her, you have to. You need to get to Stella, and Stella needs you. Hurry, hurry, hurry! Unleash The Beast!!" His own thoughts roared and against the terrible strain, he forced himself to stand. Some of the chains were breaking and the enchantress' smile faded to a look of horror<br/><br/><br/>Hector shook his head, he didn't hear Claude, he was hearing a coughing sound that was growing, getting closer.