Reima’s Shards Auto-translated

-Damn it... - Sieverfall swore. This wasn't the first time he'd broken a rib, and with each passing year, the experience didn't get any more pleasant. -And you, I see, don't have a scratch? Will you carry me if needed, haha? - he asked without much humor. -Any ideas where we should go?

Assignment to Lumen for Illurin didn't seem like the best option. Yes, they are strong, but not the most... And a bit boring... Support? It could have been better, though.
However, when the girl learned that the squad was being assigned to a joint camp with Fenrir, she couldn't help but smile. Now that's a different story.
The fall into the abyss went as well as possible for the former bandit. The training of Jedaran and Egir was not in vain. The girl rolled skillfully and avoided a hard collision with the ground – but, as she could see from the red stain in the distance, not everyone was so lucky.
Worse: she found herself in a stone trap, cut off from the group, and freezing from the strong wind.
"Who has lost so much fear that they attacked a group of orions?" she asked as she got up. "Or is this a test for newcomers? If it's the latter... Their methods are interesting, I should take note."

-Ugh, things are bad. -Tilen didn't even have time to remember a third of the names of the new allies when all of that became unnecessary. However, one could already get used to such things over the years. -Who knows. -he muttered, helping his comrade get to his feet. -Anywhere, as long as we get out of here.

Ples suggests marking locations with signs. Like, "Vasya was here."

Great, I'm with Arandor, so we'll survive.

Even when she was appointed leader, Alaria perfectly understood that the responsibility for the state of the squad rested on her shoulders. And, throughout their journey, she felt she had successfully fulfilled her duties. But now, some jerk, with a single swing of his sword, ruined all her efforts – most of the squad fell, and the rest were scattered who knows where. The demoness had no idea how she would explain all this upon arriving at the camp.
However, before she could start explaining, she first needed to find the surviving members of the squad, if there were any, and get out of this mess alive. Considering the stones falling from the sky, which could easily end the life of any poor soul, and the wind that chilled to the bone, it was easier said than done. So, not wanting to linger unnecessarily in such a dangerous place, Alaria headed along the only path she had noticed – to the west.
Reflection is tuned for long-range attacks.

Knichad suffers a rib fracture
Initiative is reduced to 1
Accuracy and evasion are reduced by half
Knichad suffers a concussion
Willpower and stamina checks are reduced by half
Illurin receives Cutting Wind
Damage to the character from any source is increased by 50%

If this can be healed with the spells I have, then I'll heal it.

- Holy crap! That hit hard! My head is spinning. Blondie, are you okay? Are your curls still intact?

Excellent, I'm with Arandor, so we'll survive.

You're a mage-demon. Alone with a cultist from Ikigai. Doesn't sound like the most favorable conditions for survival.

You are a mage-demon. Alone with a cultist from Ikigai. Doesn't sound like the most favorable conditions for survival.

Arandor will use me until I'm dead.

Dodging falling rocks, Alaria finds herself at a "crossroads" – from here, she could continue westward or turn north or south.

Ples, where should I go?

If it can be cured with the spells I have, then I'll use them.

Wind, yes, no wounds.

Illurin tried to find contrasting stones or plants and arrange them to form the first letter of her name and an arrow pointing east. However, she didn't take too long, as who knows if the mage might reappear. After doing this, she heads east.

Do my potions that remove debuffs also work?

Potion of Full Healing

This includes injuries as well.