Under the soft light from the sun orbs, he could see clearly where she was hurt. Her small face had new scratches deep enough to bleed, while the dirty skin on her hands was torn in various parts, probably from trying to grab at the sharp rocks and branches before he caught her body.
Probably because her body rolled down the cliff, her long dress was torn at various places, making the good part of her skin visible, something that a decent lady would not want others to see.
The dress was torn at the seam line where the sleeve is connected to the armhole, slipping down to show her entire slender neck, bony collarbone, her entire right shoulder and top part of the right side of her chest, barely covering the delicate mound underneath. It was a pitiful appearance, since she was so thin, she was almost skin and bones.
