[ Much as there is that strong human urge to flee, she feels that even if this is not the Medusa she knows, it falls upon herself to set things right. She fights the ever creeping numbness on her limbs with her Cosmo... ]
I know not as to how I can make--
[ ... clutching at her leg as if to apply pressure, but drops of blood already mar the mat of the dojo. ]
-- how I can make amends...
[ But she tries to stand. She must stay awake to at least talk sense to Medusa... ]