<blockquote><div><cite>Eferhilda wrote:</cite>Just as she heard the man draw near then the sound of a single sniper shot rang out and the man's now headless body fell to the ground. Sara was not sure what to think as she slowly stood her rifle at the ready as she was not sure just how many men were out there after the two of them. Fainting she heard her name being called by a now familiar voice which made her lower her gun and rush outside as fast as she could. Seeing Terrance her heart lept in joy as she rushed to him, though it turned to worry as she took in the site of his wounds, "Terrance!" she cries as she nears him stopping a bit away, wanting to just throw herself into his arms but was unsure because of his wounds, but also because she was not sure if that was something that was appropriate. Standing before him now that the fear and worry of him being dead washed away, the pain in her leg came rushing back with vengeance as she stood there, making her grimace in pain. "I'll tend to your wounds and you can tend to mine." she says simply as she moves to his side that did not have the injured arm wrapping an arm about his waist she helped him and together they made it into the building. Once there they both had to rest a bit before either of them could really thinking about moving. Moving closer to him she examined the wound in his arm, "Looks like the blade missed any major muscles or arteries so you should not worry about losing any function in it." she said as she then made a move to stand in order to go and find their lost gear, for some water and bandages. Though as she put weight on her leg she cried out and nearly fell back down in her seat, "Well I'm going to be a minute." she smiled weakly at him though her brow was nit in pain as well as a sheen of sweat.<br/><br/></div></blockquote>