Nikkela was fleeing, she feared for her life. She had been trying to track down a human, one the Prince had sent her to locate, but when she had got there the Nightstalker had already killed her target. A battle had ensued, and she had won, but with her injuries and the sense reinforcements would arrive soon she had to flee, teleporting randomly until she lacked the energy to do so any longer. Her dress was partially torn, there was a piece of one of her four wings missing, and there was a nasty cut across her left cheek.<br/><br/>"You...you'd think I'd be better at healing myself," she muttered to no-one in particular, falling to her knees as she tried to regain her breath., her bow and arrows falling to the ground. "Just need...rest." She was so exhausted she hadn't noticed where she had landed. While it wasn't by a road, she had landed in the middle of a major footpath, too exhausted to even attempt to be on her watch in case she was attacked. She hadn't even thought to shrink to her fairy size yet.