(If it doesn't work, she sets herself on fire again and starts applying serious burns to wildebeests!)
I saw that she couldn't even really hear me through the haze of pain that must have been clouding her mind.
She could die this way! I realized. It was time to put niceties aside and just do it, as Nike once said. I let one of my tears fall upon her leg, the tear that could heal any creature, even venom that could not be healed by anything else. There was a hiss as it impacted, and I watched as the wound closed up, leaving a white scar, and soon even that faded. I didn't realize I had been holding my breath until I let it out. The hooves seemed to be getting... louder? I gasped as I realized the whole herd was coming our way! I shrieked, flying up, but hovering right over Jessica. I slashed the faces of the first wildebeests, wincing as I did so, and stabbed my beak at the faces of others. I hated doing this, but I had to ignore that for now! I had to ignore the somewhat tiredness from the fire display, too. I kept slashing and stabbing, hating myself as I did so, and yet I continued. Was the herd parting around us?