[Bonus thanks to Mr. Baller who is, apparently, on a plane. Yeah right, we know you can't afford that. Why do you get to be on a plane while I'm chained to my desk? I will find you. Someone get Rainbolt on the case]
Nosphaleen's vision swam, the line between pain and death blurring to the point it was hard to tell which way was up and which way was toward a light she didn't want to see right now.
Her breathing was harsh and heavy, if it could be considered breathing at all. Having a stone crush every part of your body made even taking in air feel as though her bones were attacking her flesh, every shudder and vibration grating out new cuts within the folds of her skin.
Leia landed on the ground by her head, punching to the side and shattering the stone. It should have been a relief, but the sheer pressure release sent her blood flying and her body deflating. Shards pierced into her and her body became a bloodied mess, the lines between her limbs and torso blurring.
