The hunter and the prey

Hera got up with a lot of struggle. She didn't know whether she stayed laying down, sitting, or on her feet due to her lack of steadiness in her legs and arms. Anyway, though she was very tempted in choosing the first two, she decided to get up as quickly as possible. She wouldn't rest until she was sure that the battle was over. 

She raised her eyes, looking around. There was a thin layer of smoke in the surroundings. However, in the darkness of the night, it already made her senses get a bit number than usual, particularly her hearing and olfaction. 

'Is it over? I hope so...' she thought, reserving a brief moment to sigh. 'I am really getting old, huh? I am way past my prime, I guess. Just some runes used and I am already like this. That's a shame, isn't it?'

Her thoughts got interrupted when she saw another flash of pale light reaching her retina and making her pupils contract. Her hands trembled for a while before she realized that something was coming.