[Relief surges through her once the staircase is in sight. It's just a little further now.
Looking back over her shoulder fills her with dread. The vines are close on Asch's heels and that isn't something she cares to see. She turns, though she does continue to run (backwards, in this case, still heading for the stairs) and notches a few arrows, which she lets fly at the vines trying to ensnare Asch.]
variety is the spice of life
Looking back over her shoulder fills her with dread. The vines are close on Asch's heels and that isn't something she cares to see. She turns, though she does continue to run (backwards, in this case, still heading for the stairs) and notches a few arrows, which she lets fly at the vines trying to ensnare Asch.]