Hands continue to rip dark feathers from her wings. She feels agonizing pain as one of her wings is broken by those grasping hands. Jizero pulls her out of the falling dirt. She's filthy, covered in a mixture of fluids and soil. It doesn't bear contemplation as to what all of it is.
She smells terrible, death lingered in poisonous cloud about her. She has many scratches all over her body. Her wing falls at an awkward and visibly painful angle. There are whole patches where feathers are missing.
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