Irene collapsed into Felix who was next coming out of the cabin's door. She was frozen in shock, the only movement for quite some time was her wide green eyes blinking as she tried to come to terms with a very unexpected situation.
The older apprentice drew his sword and Irene attempted to draw hers as well but the movement of her arm sweeping over her body to free her weapon of its sheath hit the arrow sticking out of her side.
She only just seemed to realize that something was truly the matter.
It wasn't quite painful. Hotness radiated throughout her body.
While she wasn't bleeding as much as she expected to be, Irene felt paralyzed and her body wasn't moving. She wasn't thinking correctly as she tried to grasp her sword once more.
There was still fight inside of her. She wanted to slice down the goblins and stop them in their tracks just as much as the others were.
