[spoiler]Hue, never let JT end a fight, trust me. [/spoiler] [i]And so when the Marshal witnessed the woman fall he felt a pang of guilt, seeing as he saw potential in the dying woman. Soon after, though, he remembered it was a VR situation and... Well, flashbacks of an old friend came to him, before he approached Ren. "Sorry." With that one word said he grabbed Ren's right arm with his own, planted his boot on the chest of the French duelist, and he pulled up with extreme strength. Flesh was severed and bone was separated to make way for a tide of crimson blood that streamed from the woman's body, as her arm was torn off. JT slammed it into her body repeatedly like a gangster with a baseball bat does in the hood, like a Locust to a Cog, or like JT when doing a finisher. [/i]