"Huh? Wha-?" The Highlander came to just in time to notice her winged friend collapse out of midair. With more reflexes than brains, she reached out and caught the falling faerie, wincing as she did so. She felt stiff and bruised for some reason, and her side complained a little when she moved too quickly.
"Fay?" she noticed after a second. Her brain felt awfully fuzzy, and she wasn't quite sure what had just happened. Rubbing her forehead, she was shocked to see her fingers come away covered with flakes of dried blood. "What the?! Fay, what happened to me?" She could not feel a cut anywhere on her face that would have caused such bleeding, but after a panicked second, disjointed images came back to her and settled into a pattern. "Venger," she realized. "He attacked me in the hall. I- he tried to, he tried to blast me...but I found out that my sword is my magical weapon. I think it can catch magical energy and throw it back, redirect it somehow. I don't know what I was thinking, but I actually attacked Venger. Man, he must have hit me hard, 'cause that's about the last thing I remember. You guys came in the nick of time. I must have been knocked out cold and he probably would have fried me to a crisp. Faira, she must have healed me, right? Is that why she passed out?" She looked down at the faerie in her hand, who was beginning to stir. When Kryschenn looked up, she noticed the very strange looks that those around her were giving her. "What?" she asked, a little defensively.
Before anyone could describe to her the berserk rage that her mind had obviously blocked out, Kryschenn gave a startled yelp when the decoy orb from Cassandra's necklace gave a hot, sharp pulse in its hiding place in her lingerie. Anyone watching would have had a number of very strange thoughts as she instinctively grabbed at the gem in her bra through her leather tunic.
"Cassandra," she said, not explaining how she knew or why she was groping herself. Hauling herself to her feet, a bit stiffly but otherwise fine, she added, "Cassandra's in trouble. Where's my sword?"
