"Shit," she winced as a sharp pain stabbed into her abdomen again. The deep cut was not getting better anytime soon.
Taking in a deep breath and stepping onto a more stable piece of floor, Alexandrine willed her powers into existence. A set of pristine white bandages appeared under her dress, wrapping tightly around her waist to secure the wound.
That single action however nearly drained Alexandrine of all her energy. Her face paled even more, and it wasn't from the loss of blood.
Her star core's light had dimmed significantly, and it would be hours before it recovered. At most, Alexandrine could summon something small, but what good would that do for her current predicament?
As if on cue, the three mimics lunged towards her, their arms outstretched with devilish fervor. Using her extensive combat knowledge gained over her years as one of the Void Reapers, Alexandrine ducked under to avoid the Harbinger's copy, before twisting her back to narrowly avoid Eve's copy.
