She screamed in pain, as she's left with a wound, shuddering and bleeding, slightly. She hurriedly grabs her clothes, and runs off, down the mountain, sobbing the whole way, barely watching where she's going. If she weren't a native to this place, she'd likely get herself killed, running downhill, that way.<br/><br/>The ruins are, in fact, overrun by a nest of stirges, though they're harmless to her, and more of a nuisance than anything.