He was still struggling to breathe, gurgling breaths as he started choking on his own blood.

His eyes caught Ezra's, glad that he was here, that he would know, before Elli's voice reached his ears. He knew she was near, but he couldn't see her from his place in the melting snow.

Vitus was clinging to this life, clawing at the strings of his soul that kept him bound to stay until she was at his side too. He didn't want to be alone as she had been, he wanted her here with him. He knew Journey was around somewhere as well, he had seen her attack the chained wolf but this...this was a moment for the three of them. The Valkyrie would see him eventually, but there were no guarantees that his siblings would fall from battle wounds like he had.

But of course, in very Elli fashion, she directed her grief into anger at the nearest person.

The seer would laugh, if he wasn't...struggling, to stay in the now.

He felt...so....

His body let out the final death rattle, but the man was already gone.