Feeling somewhat rejuvenated as a surge of healing - a gift from Hitomi - courses through her, the mage begins struggling in her captor's grasp before once more blinking out of existence, reappearing a short distance away, staggering to her feet and scrambling away over the hard ground, frantically thinking of a way to help free her comrades.<br/><br/>The nearest outpost was too far away - the Horde would be long gone by then, her friends killed or captives.<em>Please my heart, run. Not you Hitomi, you've been through so much. Please, run...</em>