A Fever You Can't Sweat Out

The other fights had been mostly a blur, though she could tell several others went up for fights. Words were too garbled, like her whole head was under the ocean. She realized at some point she was also being moved and soon the brilliantly bright sun dulled and the noises settled. Her body began to cool some and she could feel movement all around her. Still more woozy than not, Sparrow made an effort to prop herself up on her elbow, still entirely convinced that Azure had poisoned her.

"Water?" she rasped out, trying to blink the blood and grit from her eyes. Shapes that were blurs around her slowly came back into focus. "Did y'all get 'em?" she choked out to no one in particular, her mouth feeling dry and sticky every time she tried to form words.