[ There's no time for her to finish her thought, and reflexively she tries to jump back and out of the way. Unfortunately, that only serves to change the target of the backhand from "face and shoulders" to "mid-torso", and Adela winds up crying out as she's sent flying into the town's walls. ]
[ After the rough landing from falling away from the wall, she's on all fours and coughing, wincing as she grabs at her chest. That's... Starting to hurt, badly. Not good. It's different from being winded, that's very not good. That is... Very, very bad. That hit did far more damage than she thought he would with a single strike. ]
I... I am not...
[ She's dizzy, too. But she still manages to stagger to her feet, one arm wrapping across her chest in the hopes that it will help relieve whatever is going on there. She really can't afford another hit like that, but can she even get enough air in her lungs to run? What to do, what to do... ]
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[ There's no time for her to finish her thought, and reflexively she tries to jump back and out of the way. Unfortunately, that only serves to change the target of the backhand from "face and shoulders" to "mid-torso", and Adela winds up crying out as she's sent flying into the town's walls. ]
[ After the rough landing from falling away from the wall, she's on all fours and coughing, wincing as she grabs at her chest. That's... Starting to hurt, badly. Not good. It's different from being winded, that's very not good. That is... Very, very bad. That hit did far more damage than she thought he would with a single strike. ]
I... I am not...
[ She's dizzy, too. But she still manages to stagger to her feet, one arm wrapping across her chest in the hopes that it will help relieve whatever is going on there. She really can't afford another hit like that, but can she even get enough air in her lungs to run? What to do, what to do... ]
I... I know not of Dromas...