Muu continued existing!

She wasn't doing the best, but the brunette was nonetheless still around. It wasn't even that hard to tell how long she walked, as her sense of touch was still intact, the Blade Dancer counted each and every step. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. Maybe it was better to run? Or...

[i]Whoom[/i]

...no. It certainly wasn't. Landing with her corroded face right into what was most likely the ground settled pain started to make itself known anew. It still hurt. She had to go on but... why? What was the point? With pretty much all of her other senses robbed she was akin to a living vegetable.

What if the frog took pity on her? Or rather, decided to be [i]merciful[/i] in the cruelest fashion possible? After having killed/eaten the others, of course. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she could hear [i]their[/i] initially silent voices becoming louder and louder. Despising her. Mocking her. Why was she, the weakest, the only one spared? It was unfair. Not right. She was weak. Terrible. A disgusting piece of human trash. No wonder they hated her. 

Was she even still able to cry in this state? Likely not. Could she bite off her tongue? Maybe but... even for that, she was too scared. 

Truly despicable.