She tested her wings and winced. Between all the other pain racking her body, that little detail had escaped her notice, but one wing was definitely sprained. It looked like she couldn’t just fly her way out of here either. Great. She turned slowly, carefully, until she was lying flat on her belly and then began crawling away from the pillar she had been propped up against. Trying her damnedest to make sure she didn’t injure herself any further, she gingerly dragged her battered and bruised hind legs onwards. It was an agonizingly slow pace as she tried to at least get herself out of the damp and onto a dryer portion of the floor. Then her vision flashed white for a moment and her mouth opened in a silent scream as unbelievable pain shot through her. It hadn’t been much but she had moved her broken leg just so as she tried dragging it across some broken stones and wooden fragments.