After the Jungle Lord's surprising show of the Drowning Net technique, Lillian had decided to end their spar so that she could go help Viesta with her needs. Of course, that was only when she had healed from her injuries.
They weren't overly severe, since the Wendigo had used a blunt vine weapon, but the feeling of her body covered in connected bruises in the shape of nets wasn't the best sensation.
Lillian cracked her neck and rolled her shoulders, looking down at her clothes with a slight frown; they were a mess. Without her chestplate to protect her, the Jungle Lord's attacks had caused her clothes to be covered in cuts and tears.
Not to the point where it exposed her most sensitive and inappropriate areas, but enough to where the chilly winds flowing around them caused her to shiver.
She looked towards Viesta, who was sitting beside her.
