<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/k4fmpt9.jpg)</div>The barbed arrow which pierced her armpit. The furry goblin-thing which leaped at her throat. Every near-death experience was ingrained in Mitsuyo's memories, to focus on and improve to prevent it from happening again. Even so she was young, but over time such incidents were adding up.<br/><br/>This latest incident was most unpleasant: darkness and pain, it's clear that she screwed up and yet she could not remember how or why it happened. But the familiar voice of Nanaly pierced through the darkness.<br/><br/>"I am still alive," Mitsuyo responded. Focusing briefly, she moved her arms and legs, flexing every conscious muscle to see if her full movement was unhindered. It was.<br/><br/>"Yes, I am still battleworthy, but I am blind in this environ."