She pictured lots of blood, severed and exposed tendons, or even worse a broken bone. Zyra would have been in too much pain to continue running.
The only small comfort she would have had was that a guard would have returned to put her out of her misery. Even if she somehow managed to crawl and move her body in time.
Probably hide her body beneath some bush to avoid the notice of the guards. Tetanus from the rusty metal or starvation would have done her in if the wild animals didn't finish her first.
"Thanks for the save."
"No worries, maybe someday I'll ask you to return the favor."
"Sure but don't count on it, we aren't out of the woods yet."
"Now I remember you, you were the only one that collapsed."
He grinned as if he was delighted in her pain and disgrace. How rude. No one wanted to be reminded that they were dead last. Why bring it up now when she was managing to keep up with the others? If he wanted to crush her spirit, why save her then?
