It wasn't until blade met flesh that the severity of her actions even started to skin in. She had let go of the sword's hilt, as it stayed there, stuck in the girl in front of her. There was a half step back, then another, as her hands began to shake. Her eyes were wide and visible now, alive with fear and realization.

What... what had she done?!

A shattered breath forced it's way past her lips, a low, guttural sound the only thing she could choke out... before she turned and ran.