[Lucy breathes heavily, her body sways even though all she's doing is standing in place, and her eyes don't look as sharp as before. When did she become so warm? She doesn't remember the sun being this hot before.

Her vision was swimming, as though she was looking at the world from underwater, undulating to the point where things seemed to change. For a moment, instead of seeing one of the drones, Lucy sees one of the boys from the orphanage who used to bully her... and who she murdered in her rage. His decapitated body just stands there with his arms crossed while blood spurts from his neck. Despite the fact that he's missing his head, she can hear him trying to say something, but she shakes her head vigorously in hope to make him go away, eyes wide with disbelief. He does, for now...]

The blade in its tail must have got me. [She pants as she speaks, putting one hand at the spot on her head where the throbbing was at its worst. As she looks down, she finally notices the small cut on her arm.] I think it might have some kind of poison on it, I'm feeling sick. [She grits her teeth.] I can keep fighting, though, this is nothing.