[Nero's eyes widen at Pyrrha's plea and he stops, the tip of his sword just barely touching the curve of her shield.]

... [As he sees her start to return to normal, he can feel a sense of guilt come over him. Something was...wrong, he was still angry, but he was beginning to see through the haze the room had caused.

Pyrrha was just a girl now, begging him to stop. Worst of all, Nero was now realizing that he'd attacked first. He slowly lowers his sword and lets out a small cough, blood dripping down his chin.

He really was a...monster, wasn't he?]