And it's like all her strength leaves her; her knees go weak and she crumples to the ground, flesh and clothes and hair still burning, fluids fizzling, skin crackling crisp and dark.
It hurts, and she cries out at the feeling--maybe just cries.
It is still not enough to drown out the screams of the others. Those ring in her ears just as clearly as when it happened.
Re: the dark city
Oh.
And it's like all her strength leaves her; her knees go weak and she crumples to the ground, flesh and clothes and hair still burning, fluids fizzling, skin crackling crisp and dark.
It hurts, and she cries out at the feeling--maybe just cries.
It is still not enough to drown out the screams of the others. Those ring in her ears just as clearly as when it happened.
(She will need a minute. Maybe two.)