[Her face is set in a grim expression of determination, keeping up her healing at every opportunity. Her fighting is too short-ranged to be of much help without putting herself in more danger here, so she leaves that up to Mephisto.
And while luckily the smog doesn't get her, the whip of its tail does, sending her spinning away with a yelp of pain. The blood that flecks off of his tail gets her too, leaving her gasping in pain and fighting back a wave of nausea mixed with something like despair. The sadness it what gets to her the most, leaving her feeling like she wants to break down sobbing any second. It's a struggle to remember just to breathe and she quickly looks around for the reassurance that Mephisto is around somewhere still.]
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And while luckily the smog doesn't get her, the whip of its tail does, sending her spinning away with a yelp of pain. The blood that flecks off of his tail gets her too, leaving her gasping in pain and fighting back a wave of nausea mixed with something like despair. The sadness it what gets to her the most, leaving her feeling like she wants to break down sobbing any second. It's a struggle to remember just to breathe and she quickly looks around for the reassurance that Mephisto is around somewhere still.]