Nyri slowly shivered, struggling to see straight. She winced as she saw him, hanging desperately off of the edge of the building. The girl darted over helping him up, only to have him collapse near her. She bit her lip, terrified. Then she gently tried to rub his back. As she gently touched his arm, her eyes widened and she crumpled. Through Zelus, she could feel Lord Kruzel's strength and darkness even more. She groaned, curling into a ball to hide from the dark pain. The girl gasped weakly; her eyes flickered between open and closed and she gasped. The girl wouldn't hurt her new found friend, but she needed to get out. To escape. To run. To flee. Far far far away.<br/><br/>Nyri let out a terrified gasp, before falling near Zelus and shivering. A few seconds later, she was a catatonic mess, shaking weakly and whimpering endlessly. Her hair was a tangled mess and she had cuts and bruises on her face, stomache, and arms. The girl winced, then looked up seeing the Jedi Master from earlier before blacking out next to Zelus.