Judith laid on the ground, motionless, eyes void of anything. Though she couldn't react to it, she found feel it. Her tore arm, her boiling blood.
As she laid, the tissues in her arm began to grow. So that slowly, her arm began to regenerate.
She laid there for about ten minutes, before a shuffling sound broke the silence.
Wukong was making his way toward her. Wobbling from left to right and using trees as a support. When he arrived at the scene, his eyes widened and he became horrified.
She was covered in blood and she was missing an arm.
"Judith!" Wukong screamed.
Rushing over, he found himself crashing to the ground. Yet he managed to crawl toward her. When he reached, he sat up and picked her up.
"Judith, Judith are you still there?" He had asked, shaking her and caressing her face.
He looked into her stiff lifeless eyes, and he found fear overcoming him.
