_____Auriel was lost in her assault, the poor tree before her did not even seem to notice the girl was hurting herself trying to hit it over and over. Each clash between bark and wrapped bandage knuckles was light in both hit and sound it emitted through the forest. Even if Auriel had removed her right to enter the dungeon she still had to train as a member of the military. Black clothing ruffling in the wind as she sent another four punches into the bark before she took notice that her hands had been bleeding. She could only growl over it and keep hitting the tree on the outside, but inside she was much different. _____She was angry, mostly at herself but at the same time the tree as well for being so hard. She was mad that she could not face her fears, and stop people from using her, she was mad that she could not speak up when she needed it the most, and above all mad that she had little control over herself when people touched her. Another loud crack would emerge from the tree as Auriel hit it harder than normal. The leaves shock and so did her hand as she held it feeling the recoil more than she was hoping for on her end. Auriel could only feel more anger washing over her as she stopped waving her hand around and resumed punching the tree. _____She felt hatred for her frail choice making skills, she felt hate because all her attempts ended with failure, all her hate was what kept driving her to hit the bark of the tree with her fist until it was gone. There was nothing else in the world that was there to divert her focus as she kept hitting until a crack resounded from above her head. She glanced up to be filled with fear as a hornet nest started to fall towards her. Instinct told her body to jump backwards, but that was simply enough to avoid the initial danger. _____Her footing was solid in the grass behind her previous point as she watched the hornets begin scattering out of the nest and turning to focus on the nearest threat, the four foot terrified Pallum. While she wanted to hightail it out of the area, she was frozen in fear yelling at her body to get moving to no avail. The swarm collided with Auriel who could only manage to cover her face with her arms before the stinging began. She now understood why they called them stingers, her face was lined with pain as all she could do was sit and get stung countless times. _____The pain did not even stop when the Hornets let up their assault on the poor girl who was trying to calm herself down. While she wanted to blast the nest with magic to make it fair, she felt that would only anger them more and chose to walk, more so limp away from the area covered in sting marks all over her exposed skin and some even under her clothing. She had more to be mad at herself about, the trip was simply a wasted effort it seemed. She figured it would be best to go seek some medical help rather than go home and try to sleep it off. She was thankful, and at the same time depressed she was not allergic to hornet stings. Another time her life was in danger and she was able to walk away with nothing more than a few painful memories of the event.
