Your legs prickled with adrenaline as you tried to run from the skilled killer throwing hatchets. You held your side desperately to slow the bleeding of the earlier hit, the pain messing with your balance.

As you tried to circle a corner, a hatchet flew straight into your leg as you cried out in pain, falling instantly. The Huntress eventually came over to you and took the hatchet out of your leg, setting it on her shoulder as she looked down at you with a tilted head, almost in pity.