*Vaseraga took the explosion completely, and as the smoke clears, the majority of his upper-half is missing, and he is well and truly dead. His scythe in the kitchen loses all of its glow in response to his demise.*

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*Beatrix wipes the sweat off her eyebrows, and smiles slightly at John.*
Beatrix: You owe me two drinks now. One for earlier, other one for me making sure you don't bleed out. 
*She stands up, stretches, then goes to see what's up in the kitchen. She frowns at the Vaseraga sized hole in the wall, and visibly pales as she looks out of the hole. She covers her mouth to muffle her astonished cry, and tears swell in her eyes. Her knees shake for a moment, before they collapse from underneath her, bringing her to her knees as she silently sobs at her comrades death.*