The Puppet watched, silently and solemnly.
A child's blood sinks into the floor below her and she can only watch as Her Creator rips him apart.
Not to be mistaken though,
Her Creator is just as sad; if not, more.
It's true she can always bring him back to life later but...
"Yuri. Clean this up."
The Puppet looks down to the young corpse on the floor. She blinks.
"I have another matter to attend to."
The Puppet inches towards the body as if she hasn't done this before. She reaches down and begins to clean, wiping off blood splatter.
"When I bring Amadeus back,
make sure to train him harder."
"..Of course."
For she shall train him harder, so he can be stronger to change his own fate.