Ch 109: Found Out- Part 3

Isabelle Thorne lay sprawled at the bottom of a deep crater, her body aching and bruised. 

Dirt and debris clung to her once-pristine combat suit, and blood trickled from a cut on her forehead, matting her blonde curls to her skin. 

Each breath came in shallow, painful gulps, and for a moment, she considered staying down—letting the cold, damp earth swallow her whole.

But no. 

She wasn't the type to surrender. 

Not to anyone, and especially not to that smug bastard Ethan.

With a groan, Isabelle fumbled through her inventory, her fingers trembling as they closed around the cool glass of a recovery potion. 

She yanked the cork out with her teeth and downed the shimmering green liquid in one go.

Warmth bloomed in her chest, spreading outwards as the potion did its work. 

The bruises faded, the gash on her head closed up, and strength returned to her limbs.