The Garden Maze, 10:00 P.M.
It took no more than thirty seconds for Blythe's body to start reacting to the below-freezing temperatures. Because she had never grown up in climates that could become this frigid, she could not have, in her insanity, ever predicted just how badly it would affect her body. In nothing more than undergarments and her nightgown, she began shivering uncontrollably by the time she reached the front of Asgard's lawn. That, mixed with her headache and her lack of control - the throbbing was persistent - Ryuzaki was close - caused her to stumble almost as though she was inebriated. Hair in disarray, tear stains on her cheeks, she looked nothing like the competent healer Asgard had come to know her as.
Tripping and fumbling, she quickly found herself running her hands through the maze bushes, spotting Ryuzaki's yellow aura up ahead. She didn't even smile in glee - she was far beyond that. Now she just wanted to use her nails to carve a line down the center of his chest and dissect him there in the snow. She took off, clamoring faster towards Ryuzaki in fear of being discovered by Kain, Alessa, and Morana, who were all capable of tracking her. She could barely keep from barreling into him as she came to a dead stop.
"You came..." She breathed, inhaling deeply as though almost relieved.