Death was about the only end he could see for her. Gendry could not fathom how a creature like her could live at all in that state. When all that was left for her was a broken and ravaged body, there couldn't be anything left after that. Not even after all his deaths had Beric been left in such a state.

"Lord Dondarrion had died too. Six times before that. It changed him too, though never like her." He frowned, feeling a deep sense of remorse for the loss of a man who had inspired so much in him. "But it must have broken him too, for him to pass it on to her."