Rose groaned, still too weak to open her eyes. She could hear voices around her, but in such a disoriented state couldn't distinguish whose voices they were. Someone was prodding her arms, and she could feel pressure on different parts of them, each stinging with pain as the cut underneath rebelled with pain. This is it, she thought dully. I'm going to die. Someone had found her and was going to kill her, right in front of the entrance to the next circle. She deliriously cursed herself out, wondering why she hadn't just gone to the Third Circle. Even if she did come back, she would be faced with the head demoness of the circle, who would no doubt be infuriated that her son had been killed in addition to her daughter.
Mustering all the strength she currently had, Rose whispered with as much clarity as she could, "P-Please don't kill me. I have nothing on me that you would like... Please let me live..." As her voice trailed off, the rest of her strength deserted her, and she was pretty much left to the mercy of those that had found her. The young woman considered trying a Freeze spell in her delirious state, but the logical portion quickly won over. If she were to do that, she wouldn't be able to hold it and in this state the strain would certainly kill her. As difficult as this was for her to accept, Rose had no choice but to hope that her quiet pleas were well received to those who had found her, and that they might take pity or even care for her while she got her strength up. All she could feel was pressure and stinging as she half-consciously waited for an answer to come.