[ "... let me help you..." is what she wanted to say. But the blood loss, the numbness and the onset of fatigue was taking its toll.
She was not asking for mercy, but only for her to listen. A sound had barely made it past her lips as she fell to her knees, and to the dojo's wooden floor, crimson liquid joining the drops already fallen.
From the ground, her sad eyes, almost void of their life and lustre gazed at the Gorgon. "Please listen..." ]