[i]As Remy tore out the Wolf Knight's blade, Olivia immediately lost her grip on both weapons, dropping the stiletto to the ground with a clatter and simply leaving the golden spear within her opponent's body. In her twisted logic...she had failed. The knightess fell to her knees, thick dark blood dripping out of her mouth and wounds, and didn't even attempt to look up as the greatsword slammed into her head, cleaving her in two pieces. Olivia fell to the marble floor, blood oozing from her wounds slowly. She was dead within the virtual reality of Anor Londo, slain by the one who had slain her father. This would impact her in a rather terrible way. And that rather terrible way pretty much occurred as soon as the arena began to fade away to its regular dull self, Remy's wounds suddenly healing, the blood of Olivia and in fact, her entire body, dissipating as if the events had never occurred. Outside of the arena, however, a feminine scream of absolute rage that Remy was probably familiar with sounded, followed by someone slamming their fist into pure stone several, several times, which was also mixed by some fairly vulgar words. [/i] [spoiler]So basically, this was the thing I was talking about earlier. You can either A: Try to speak to Olivia, emotional crap, or B: Just leave her to hate the world, lol.[/spoiler]