[She nods, avoiding a clubbed fist that comes back handed in her direction. She really should have worn her armor. Heck, she'll likely come back with it later to help clean this up before it becomes an even bigger mess.]
Head south-west on three.
[Because she's giving a stab in the leg, recalling from experience how much a pain in the ass that is, and slicing down. It should buy them a few minutes as Carolina slips on the mud, before rightening herself.]
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Head south-west on three.
[Because she's giving a stab in the leg, recalling from experience how much a pain in the ass that is, and slicing down. It should buy them a few minutes as Carolina slips on the mud, before rightening herself.]
Go.