Board Thread:Mount Myōboku Logs (World Map extension)/@comment-30269418-20161107183345/@comment-30269418-20161109062744

Rena was winded; she hadn't been prepared for the fall and as such took the heavy blow to her lungs only expected of falling such a distance. Even if she had stopped the fall's true impact with a blood platform it wasn't enough. She struggled to stand, feeling for the scythe {Again, if she had it} and picking it up. She heard Satoshi's soft whisper; she walked towards it, not stopping, and perhaps bumping into him. With her free hand, she grabbed onto him; she wasn't aiming anywhere in particular since she couldn't see.

"Satoshi, this is a really bad situation. If you have any sort of light for the love of everything that drives me to kill Okami, use it." She clung to him as tightly as she clung to the scythe; she hated the dark. She would not show that fear, though. She knew that someone like Satoshi would not be able to handle a situation like this; his weaknesses were too much. She wouldn't let Satoshi die, not like this. She couldn't die like this either.

She couldn't see or feel her wounds, so she didn't know how many there were. She had hardened the blood, so she was safe for now, but she needed to evaluate the damage. Her grip on Satoshi was now tighter than the scythe as she drew the blade back, hopefully keeping Satoshi behind her. The length of the scythe was enough to keep anything at bay if they were as close to the walls as they hoped.

If she didn't have the scythe, she'd still stand in front of Satoshi, gripping him with enough force to cut off blood circulation.