Talk:War Discussion/@comment-24965182-20140825213658/@comment-24376783-20140825233536

Amy slowly sat up. "I'll...I'll be alright. Besides, I can't fly and I could sense a sandstorm brewing before we came in here. Unless you want me to walk through it with a broken wing, I'm stuck in here with you." She turned to the Arachne and noticed something on her side. "What is that?"

The Arachne followed Amy's gaze. "Oh." She took off her shirt and turned around, revealing a huge scar on her back.