Lyrisa made some distance between her and the monster. Before worrying about her wounds. . . "Ugh." As much as she tried, the first thing was to worry about the monsters that barred their escape from this place. 

Before she could focus on anything else, she had to focus on what was right in front. Leifr seemed to be having difficulties himself. "And they just had to have more of these bastards with them!" It was to keep her mind off the pain. She had quickly done away with the thoughts, [i]We can win this and then we can patch this up.[/i] It only made it worse the few seconds she thought it. . . Still her hand went too her wound in an attempt to possibly relieve it a little. . . Albeit unconsciously. The she turned back on the creature though, and aimed her whip at it. 

She hoped that she could do some damage to it at the least. So far she hadn't been very lucky with her attacks.