<div class="floatright">(https://bashny.net/uploads/images/00/00/04/2014/06/15/554dea.png)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Vara      -      Wood Elf Monk </div><div class="spoiler_body">HP 7/9 AC 16 Atk +5 Dmg +3</div></div></div>The sudden surprise to her already heightened focus barely even registered.  She even managed to crouch, leaving some of the slices coming up as far as her thighs, before the pain really started to hit her and the panic continued.  Jumping back to her feet, she tried her best to hop back to the meadow and away from the blades, yelping and in pain.  Her hands stayed exactly where they were, doing their best to give her a modicum of dignity that didn't exactly work.<br/><br/>If she wasn't able to get out and away of her own accord, she would start screaming.