Trayce looks down at her midsection, eyes wide. The fact was that she had only very rarely been -hurt- since she'd gained mastery of her abilities. The unearthly force that protected her made her the equal of hunters many years her senior, and while she didn't seek trouble out, the fact was that she had been able to kill most beasts before they'd managed to pierce that protection.
This metal beast, though made fragile with years of neglect and exposure, had in one shot not only destroyed the shielding force...but had hurt her! The pain was like touching embers, and there was a burned pucker on her abdomen above and a little to the right of her navel. A black mark about the size of a finger, with red, inflamed skin all around it. And it HURT. It hurt inside her even, and she wondered how deep that scarred crater of flesh went. The thought made her woozy, and she nearly fell over...instead dropping to her knee.
"Ow," she said.