Rewrite the following story making the hero's death more painful for the reader:
The battle that followed was as swift as it was brutal. The Fallen One toyed with NAME_1, evading his every strike while taunting him with whispered promises of mercy and redemption. But the warrior's resolve was unshakable, and he fought on, driven by his unwavering belief in the righteousness of his cause.

In the end, however, it was not enough. With a flick of its wrist, the Fallen One sent NAME_1 hurtling through the air, his body crashing against the crumbling walls of the ancient city. As he lay there, broken and battered, the ethereal being descended upon him, its wings casting a shadow that seemed to swallow the very light around them.

"Forgive me, child," the Fallen One whispered, a tear glistening in its celestial eyes. "For I take no pleasure in what must be done."

And with that, it reached down, its fingers plunging into NAME_1's chest. His screams echoed through the ruins as the creature tore his heart from his body, blood and viscera pouring forth in a torrent of crimson. His limbs twitched and convulsed, a macabre dance of agony that persisted even as the life drained from his eyes.