Inside the med tent, Neytiri groaned in pain. "Was I thrown into a tree, or something...?"
Bridgett only grinned, pulling out Neytiri's scythe, which buckled to her hand instantly. Blood dripped down her head, but she didn't mind.
Bridgett only grinned, pulling out Neytiri's scythe, which buckled to her hand instantly. Blood dripped down her head, but she didn't mind.