Scorpan to Tirek:

The light was already fading from his eyes, being drawn out from his body along side the blood leaking from the wound. Scorpan, with the last of his strength, looked down at the sword that had impaled his chest. Their fathers before, it was a simple blade with a sole ruby embedded into the hilt, a ruby that seemed to Scorpan's dull eyes to be drinking merrily.

Tirek had stabbed him.

Tirek had stabbed him.

Tirek had stabbed him.

Tirek... had... stabbed... him...

Scorpan had only been trying to help.