[There's nothing but darkness in Solidus' eye, nothing but rage and madness. He's so angry. This is the last straw, the only thing that's tipped him over the edge. He throws him aside, stepping between Talib and Otacon. Lifting the sword, he rests it on the lit burner for a moment, one of the Snake Arms latching onto Talib to pin him to the ground. Once the blade glows red, he steps closer and presses it against Talib's face.]

[The burning blade pushes in, slicing a good chuck of his cheek off in one fluid move.]

Unforgiveable.

[It traces down, shredding cloth and skin in its wake, to rest over Talib's stomach.]

To attack a civilian, a harmless, helpless man...

[He stabs, burying it straight through.]

...you're the worst type of man.

[His hand remains on the hilt, however. Something Raiden did to him that time has come back to mind. The sword still glows red. He pushes it up, not drawing it out at all.]