Klaus stroked her cheek. "Certainly love. As you wish," biting into his wrist he shoved the bleeding wound to Elena's mouth forcing the girl to drink heavily from him before he snapped her neck, catching her limp, lifeless form.
"Really Niklaus, is all of this nessecary? Can you not just let her go?" Elijah asked with a frown. He knew the answer already. He knew this was the extent of Niklaus' mercy. He'd go no further than this.