Groaning as she suddenly began to feel her sense of self returning, Isidora opened her eyes to be met by a thick and profound darkness. The last thing she remembered was her destroying the cave in an uncontrollable fit of rage and a great flood sweeping in all around her. By the looks of things- the feel of it rather- she was still in the cave, a less spacious and immensely destroyed version of it; but definitely still the cave.
Gathering all of her strength, the dark witch pushed onto her knees, groaning as another wave of pain shot through the hand that the monster had injured with its fire-back at her. She felt through the rubble around her until her hand met a torch which she immediately commanded lit. With the torch in hand, Isidora finally stood to her feet and assessed the damage a
