Okay, deep breaths, bud. In, out.
( With a staggering strength, she drags him back to the trunk of the tree, sitting him up. )
Does anything hurt?
ㅤWINONAㅤ
"All of it!" Sputter. "L... Limbs...!" He's hyperventilating, unable to keep himself still.
Ray(HU)man
What? Hold on, you're gonna need to be a bit more specific. What part?
ㅤWINONAㅤ
He appreciates it, considering that this is one of the worst possible things that could happen to him. Rayman scrambles to get into a good position, but he has absolutely no idea what he's doing. "I... I can't use my body!"
Ray(HU)man
( It's a shockingly short amount of time between him calling for help, and it actually arriving. )
( The light of her torch makes her obvious before her own form does, quickly rushing to his fallen body before he can even speak. )
Whoa, whoa, what happened?
( Right to business. )
ㅤWINONAㅤ
⤴️ tries to stand, but is met with an unfamiliar sight. "What am I...?!" Hands lift, dragged down by skin-colored shackles. What happened? What *is* he? What's going on?
"...H... Help! Somebody!"
