[Rose is about to reply, ‘Of course I need to do this, I know it hurts,’ but she’s cut off. She’s only seen Takame like this once before, and like then, it’s a sight she’s grateful for. As he raises his sword up, she gets out of the way.]
[Only for him to blast the door off the hinges. She doesn’t mean to leave him behind; really, she doesn’t. But she recognizes this opening for what it is: Their only chance to escape. Without hesitating, she runs. Whatever it was that’s attacking them is still pelting things at her, and she ends up with a few bruises and cuts, but she keeps running.]
[She keeps running, and she keeps running. She keeps running past the skeleton at the front desk. She keeps running out the door. She keeps running into the woods, and only stops when she’s too exhausted to continue.]
[The adrenaline is starting to fade, and in its place, there’s a burning sensation. Right. Her arm is broken. She casts what healing spells she can while she waits. Takame should be following her shortly.]
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[Only for him to blast the door off the hinges. She doesn’t mean to leave him behind; really, she doesn’t. But she recognizes this opening for what it is: Their only chance to escape. Without hesitating, she runs. Whatever it was that’s attacking them is still pelting things at her, and she ends up with a few bruises and cuts, but she keeps running.]
[She keeps running, and she keeps running. She keeps running past the skeleton at the front desk. She keeps running out the door. She keeps running into the woods, and only stops when she’s too exhausted to continue.]
[The adrenaline is starting to fade, and in its place, there’s a burning sensation. Right. Her arm is broken. She casts what healing spells she can while she waits. Takame should be following her shortly.]
[...Shouldn’t he?]