Just keep - ow! - going, and don't stop for anything!

[If Sheba didn't know better, she'd say someone had cast Mad Growth. These vines feel like stinging nettles, and the leaves shouldn't even have teeth, but it feels like there's teeth ripping into her flesh nonetheless. She makes the mistake of looking down when there's a sharp pain and sees the blood.

Damn it--!]

I don't know how long Hover is going to last if this stuff gets me, so go! Get to the stairs, and go down eight floors - there should be an elevator there! Take it to the dormitory floors, it's safer--

[She doesn't get the chance to finish because her words are cut off by a scream as something cuts into her gut. She looks down and there's a gash there, blood seeping out of it and staining the front of her tunic. The nettles drag across it as if enjoying the taste and she bites down hard on her lip to keep from screaming again.

This isn't going to be pleasant and she knows it.]