Karan sat heavily in the darkened corner, panting. Her face looked even more sickly now than before, as if she was suffering from a fever.
'Shit... shit... not again...' she mumbled. Second later, she snapped, presenting you a rather very sick sight: she raised her blade, and with eyes clouded by whatever raged in her mind, she begun to lick up blood from the steel. Apparently, after a second she realized what she was doing, immediately dropped the weapon, squirmed on the floor, and vomited.
It took her a few moments, to rise. She was very visibly embarrassed.
'I... apologize for this, really' she said, giving you a weak tentative smile.
'It is just blood... it drives some part of me crazy... rabid.'After a second or two, she regained her confidence.
'I'd say that we do as Adis suggests. With a little bit of luck, those side passages are not as crowded as the centre can be. And, I trust, mage' she added, turning towards Adis and bowing her head slightly.