“Go to hell!” Albafica spat. Even with the ill-fated condition he was in, he refused to give in as Sisyphus words just aroused all the pent up anger and frustration in him. Pain seemed to be forgotten and he trashed maniacally, trying to dislodge the weight above him.Then at the end he failed, having no strength left and furthermore, realizing that the end was near. Sisyphus waited until the insolent blue eyes were back at him, listening as the man beneath him sent out his last try, “Come then Commander.... Do it.”“Do what?”“Kill me!” He finally spat. Tears trickling down his cheeks as he whispered, “Kill me,” he repeated, “But just so you know, Commander, that I’m. Betraying. No one.”And even that, Sisyphus still didn’t look impressed, “You might want to be careful of what you wish for, my dear saint, because you might not like it when I decided to gladly give it to you.”No one knew what had been going on in the General’s mind as he once again tightened his choke, body tensed as he was channeling his power to the fingers surrounding Albafica’s neck. Albafica growled again, very weak this time. His breath hitched and his body arched up as waves of pain once again came full force.Watching all that, Shion could feel his eyes tearing, “No...”But Aspros would have none of it. He was determined and this time put a palm on his superior’s shoulder, hissing lowly, “Sisyphus, it’s enough, he could die.”The Sagittarius wasn’t moving, “I think so.”“Commander?”“But unfortunately, not by me.”The next second his hand loosened again, once more giving the Pisces a chance to breathe, sparing his life.Still pressing down his victim’s body, the General then stated in a more formal manner, “Albafica, you are found guilty of suspected treachery and failing to accomplish your duty as a Gold saint of Athena. It will be Athena herself to decide what your punishment will be. In the meantime, you will be banned from your duty and your Cloth and to be put in detention while awaiting trial. And this will be done starting this moment.” He watched him darkly, “Do you understand of what I was saying, pretty head?”Blackening fast, the poor saint nodded, “Y... yes!”“Good.”Then his hand was off and to Shion and everyone’s relief, Sisyphus moved to stand up.As the weight gone, Albafica turned to his side and coughed like crazy, spitting blood from his mouth. Dark red welts were painted on his neck, a real evidence of his near death experience. Waiting for no approval, Asmita kneeled at his side, quickly assessing everything.