A Little Time to Myself (Continued)
Flynn's modifications to Quorra's system, combined with her stubborn will to live, turned the tide her direction. She fought off what remained of the infection, taking in short, shallow breaths, her eyes roaming feverishly beneath her lids. After a considerable amount of time, however, her system was purged of its imperfections and she relaxed considerably in her unconscious state.
Hours passed as her system rebooted. The enormity of the damage kept her down and out for close to four hours. Then all at once, she began to wake. Her fingers twitched as life returned to her, muscles in her legs spasming slightly. Suddenly Quorra wrenched upright with a gasp, her dark eyes wide and her slender frame trembling from the effort.