Michelle had fortunately managed to jump off the pillar she was on before it was destroyed by the Taijitu. She crouched down, breathing heavily and heart pounding. She was so frightened when something had wrenched Artemis out her hands and started pummeling her into the ground. The feeling of helplessness had consumed her. She tried to get up, but the strength in her legs failed her, and she landed on her knees and hands. She spotted her glasses on the ground, which the initial blow had knocked off, and reached out to it to grab it and place it back on her face. [i]Come on, legs, don't fail me now,[/i] Michelle thought. [i]I'm a Huntress. It's what I'm here for![/i] She tried to get up again, but lost her balance and fell backward. Tears appeared on her face, and she tightened her grip on her pistols, cursing herself for being so weak. The others had drawn the Taijitu's attention away, so she wasn't in any immediate danger. She started looking around for her sniper rifle, but couldn't find it anywhere. She clenched her right thigh, trying to recover her strength.