Haruna managed to notice the dagger by her leg buried in the beast’s side, and started to awkwardly grab for it as the crocolisk dragged her under. Wrenching the blade from the wound everything seemed to move in slow motion, be it from the frantic situation or the water itself she couldn’t tell, and she watched as the steel moved painfully slow as it came down on the reptile’s head. The water was a smoky wash of blood clouding the orcress’s vision, and she kicked off the limp body to get out of the water before its brethren came to feast on their fallen fellow.<br/><br/>She breached the water gasping for air and swam to the river shore, stumbling to get out of reach of the river bank. Leaning over Haruna braced herself on her knees as she caught her breath, dagger still in hand, and opened her eyes as she came to the sudden realization that she was nude.  With a panic she looked around for her clothing, spotting them not where she had left them, but some distance away. She scanned the area for her rescuer only to spot a soaked Varres walking out of the water, his silk garments clinging to his body like a second skin. Haruna’s eyes traced the wet creases of his clothing around his crotch, remarking that it was as if they drew the graze deliberately, only to remind herself she wasn’t wearing anything at all.<br/><br/>She darted over to her clothing, covering her breast with one arm in which she still held her dagger, and pulling her pants off the ground to cover her lower half. “The fel are you doing here, and why are my clothes over here?!”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>