I imagine Jonna taking a deep breath as she stands in front of the ruined monestary, thinking back to the sheer hell she went through yesterday, the absolute torrent of pain from her gaping chest and how she spent the entire evening and morn in bed, drugged up and numb, before readying her dagger as she descend down the stairs once again, to face that accursed sanguimage
I imagine Jonna taking a deep breath as she stands in front of the ruined monestary, thinking back to the sheer hell she went through yesterday, the absolute torrent of pain from her gaping chest and how she spent the entire evening and morn in bed, drugged up and numb, before readying her dagger as she descend down the stairs once again, to face that accursed sanguimage
Thats a nice story version of the episode