Halia lies on the road, curled up, groaning softly. She coughs softly, a bit of blood leaking from her mouth. "T-That could have....have gone b-better..."

A truck came, before Luna could stand it was on Halia, the driver kept going though as if nothing happened

Halia cries out, managing to curl most of her body up, though the truck ran over her left arm. She tries to move it but finds it immobile, crying softly on the road. "L-Luna....h-h-help..."

Luna ran to her side aand held her close, then picked her up and ran to a grassy area laying Halia down. Luna was crying "I-I'm s-sorry..." She hugged Halia close to her

Halia shakes her head, sniffling a bit, trying to be strong. "I-I'm fine, but...I-I think....I think my a-arm...i-it's broken..."