This wasn't expected, not in the slightest, and while still a bit disorientated, Morana managed to look beyond Banru, who now stood in front of her, back turned, to see what was going on.
It didn't take long to spot the lean figure, the fiery coloured hair standing out against the woodland backdrop. Her eyes widened instantly, a mix of fear, shock and worry crossing her features.
"M-Mitch?" she stuttered, now attempting to make her legs work, clawing into the tree to pull herself up on her feet, trying to keep balance. Somehow, she got up up, half bent over and wobbling.
One hand still cupped the bloody scratched mess that was one side of her face, looking at the other Asgardian pleadingly, hoping to compell the other to get away as quickly as possible. This situation was bad enough, but no, she didn't want Mitch getting caught in the crossfire.