Mars looked up at Star Fighter. "She 's in my room...it's all my fault." The pain was intense, even more than when Neherenia had hit her with those energy bolts at close range, although this pain was purely physical.
She felt Mercury's aura disappear. The fight was over for now.
"She's gone." And when Mars said that, she meant in more ways than one. She collapsed unconscious in Neptune's arms, her hands falling limp at her sides. Her uniform was nearly completely stained a dark red shade from the blood seeping from her open wound.