The Witch makes a slow, dramatic, drawn-out approach, knife in hand, eyes alight with excitement.

"And now who has won?" she sneers at Aslan. "Fool, did you think that by all this you would save the human girl? Now I will kill you in her stead as our pact requires and so the Deep Magic will be appeased. But who will protect her when you are dead? Who will take her out of my hand then? Understand that you have given me Narnia forever, you have lost your own life and you have not saved hers. In that knowledge - despair, and die."