The Cauldron of Black: Through The Looking Glass

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Waking Up
When she came to, the world of Brina McTavish was incomprehensible and alien thanks to her scattered senses.

She let out a groan as she slowly opened her eyes, her gaze weary and exhausted. Her vision was blurred, taking only hints of an upside-down world of brimstone and fire. Looking downward rewarded her with the sight of reddish-orange rocks covering her body. As she took it in, feeling returned to her. She ached all over, and in her haze, she couldn't quite figure out why. A shuddering breath her as the pain washed over her, fueling the rest of her senses to a full state of alertness. She took in another one, instinctively preparing to get herself up and on her feet.

A sudden pain shot through her right leg.

Her head fell back against the ground, and she let out an agonized cry as the awful sensation shot up her body. She clenched her teeth, raising her head up as best as she could to see what had caused it. Although she couldn't see much it, she could catch splotches of red right beside the affected leg. Moving it not only caused considerable pain, but it felt like she was rubbing it through a fluid. In addition, she could feel the several breaks within the limb. In that instant, everything came back to her. There was the fight with Asumu. There was one of his arrows that had sent them on a free-fall from the area they had been in. And now, there was this.

"Great..." She hissed through clenched teeth, rolling her eyes away from the wound and laying her head back down. "Just how can this get any worse"

She was cut off when she laid her head back completely, the sight of a gun barrel pressed against her head stopping her cold. At first, she looked shocked. But when she took in just how exactly was holding the gun, it was quick to regress. She took in a deep breath and exhaled harshly, closing her eyes. "That," She mumbled. "Is a very good answer."