The pain that Vorden had felt from being stabbed in the back didn't actually hurt him that much. He didn't know if it was because of the adrenaline running through his body, the fear factor, or something else. However, there was a heavy pain in his heart. The pain of being killed by the person he had always cared for.
"Why did you do it, Sil? Even if you didn't believe that the plan would work, we could have at least tried. I can't believe that you would actually care about something like going to the castle, becoming one of them. You never expressed anything like that, or were they the feelings you had all along?"
The little pain that Vorden did feel in his back had now completely gone, and his vision had faded to nothing. It wasn't like sleeping when one would sleep, they would see the black due to their eyelids covering their vision, but they truly saw nothing when one was dead.