Ike saw Lucina coming, and immediately went to block. His pommel connected, and then there was a flash of light. It was almost painful, so painful that Ike didn't even register when Chrom's blade sunk into his ribcage from the side. When the light faded, the pain rushed in.
"This is for Ylisse, you monster!" Chrom growled, ripping the blade out in an arc of blood. Ike staggered back with a pained grunt as Link advanced. He spat blood in Link's face, who blocked it...but gave Ike time to bring his massive blade to bear and swing in a huge gust of energy and dark magic before he stabbed it into the ground with a grunt. So...this was it? This was how he died? The cold waters behind him, his former friends ahead of him...this is how he ended his life?
So be it.
"Give up, Ike." Link frowned. "You can't keep this up."
"I can't," Ike said, taking a step back. "But I'm not going to give you the victory you need, Link...nor the one you want."
"This is it!?" Link spat. "This is what you want!? To be a butcher? A traitor to everything you fought for!?"
"A mercenary has no allegiance," Ike muttered. "I'm no hero, Link. Not like you, I'm just a hired sword...I always have been. Samus." he called. "Retreat, immediately."