[She bends her knees, keeping her center of gravity low but preserving her ability to move. Herian can see that Cosima errs toward wasting energy on shielding against projectiles that wouldn't have actually hit her more often than the reverse. It's possibly this, or the fatigue more generally, that slows her over time.
Finally a turn isn't fast enough and the projectile slams hard against her hip and she hisses as she stumbles. She doesn't outright fall, and the wood hit her broadside so it will, at worst, leave a nasty bruise. Still, it's not especially pleasant. Even so, Cosima doesn't ask for a pause.]
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Finally a turn isn't fast enough and the projectile slams hard against her hip and she hisses as she stumbles. She doesn't outright fall, and the wood hit her broadside so it will, at worst, leave a nasty bruise. Still, it's not especially pleasant. Even so, Cosima doesn't ask for a pause.]