I didn't scream when my arm snapped. I didn't scream when Maul laid me down on the dirt floor with little snaps and crunches resounding from some where in my body. It wasn't that I couldn't scream I just had no mental capability to produce a scream. There was no pain, just a burning numbness throughout licking up my body head to toe like flames. My bones are breaking... My arm is broken... My bones are... There was no making sense of it so I stopped trying and just let my mind go. It wandered from sound to sound. Mauls deep bass going on about skeevers and bone break fever. Karis purring and jilted high pitch shouts about Markarth and potions. Then there was Mjoll telling them all to shut the hell up and just get moving.
I must fainted or just skipped moments in time entirely cause the next thing my mind even tried to register was a withered and painted face of an old woman putting a bottle to my mouth. I must have drank it cause things slowly started to become clearer. Sweat forcing a silken dress to cling to my form... Sharp, stinging resonating pain coming from every part in my body... My head lifted up of its own accord to search some one out when a prettied delicately angled face came into full view. Her head cradled my hand as she allowed me to choke down some water. I coughed a little and tasted blood.
"Be careful! Moving like this will hurt you further... We think one of your bones has tried to puncture your inner organs so it may be hard to breathe for a while. The others have gone to search for fresh taproot heart and spriggan sap to make the potion to save you..." A low soft whine escaped from my throat.
"Spriggan!?" I coughed and managed to splutter out. No! Spriggans are forest spirits! They can't just kill innocent people for me! My breathing sped up as my hands curled painfully into fists causing bones in my hands to snap and push out of the skin. There was a shrieking noise from next to me as the girl viewed my bodily mutilation in front of her. I had to go to them... I had to... But how?
I concentrated as hard as I possibly could. Focused through swimming and jumbled thoughts on one person. I brought every aspect of their being to the fore front of my mind as I murmured their name silently to myself over and over again. Soft whispers of air moved like tendrils over my broken form. Distantly I became aware of a different kind of shrieking. It took more effort than I was prepared for to pry my eyes open and take in the sudden forest grove around me. Moving as carefully as I could managed I rolled onto my side and then onto one knee with a foot in the ground compensating for not breaking by spine by breaking and fracturing everything else. Thanking the Divines and Deadra alike I didn't have to look far. Maul was standing a good distance away from me preparing to strike down a glowing, humming, deep violet hued Spriggan. Pulling every ounce of the magic hued energy that seemed to hum around me around I took a chance on the thing I knew would get me across the distance presented to me. Only one, infuriating, impossible thing and I prayed it worked.
Soft and profound, in a whisper of power instead of a Shout, I spoke the words...
"Wuld... Nah Kest", And in a whirlwind of power and ancient knowledge I flew. Where the Spriggan had once been standing I now was as I knocked her graceless aside. The strike from Mauls blade that was meant for her hit me instead as it connected with my hit and slide upwards across my stomach and inbetween my breasts allowing for a cascade of crimson to coat the ground and Maul who stood before me with horror and newly profound pain etching its self into his features.