Barely

"Split those intruder's open!" The devil yelled, raising his sword. "Avernus is ours!"

It was a brutal fight towards the transponder, with imps swarming from all directions. Lae'zel led the way, using her silver sword to slay demons left and right. Shadowheart covered the rear, her mace taking down any stragglers. Despite the hatred between the two girls, they fought like a well oiled machine! The women navigated around the mind flayer and devil, too preoccupied in their own struggle to care about measly thralls, and advanced to the transponder.

There was a brief moment where it looked like it might all fall apart. Guarding the transponder was a fearsome hellboar, a much more formidable foe than a simple imp. It charged Lae'zel, landing a brutal strike to her abdomen. Knocked down and weak, it seemed she was done for.

She might have been... if Shadowheart had not been there. A healing word left her lips, the spell instantly causing life to flow back into Lae'zel. Her wound mended itself and her strength returned. For the first time, she glanced back with a look not mired in disgust. In fact, was there a touch of... respect? Regardless, she cut down the boar and continued to the transponder.

What happened next was mostly a blur. Lae'zel was able to connect the nerves, but a dragon attack disrupted the launch, sending the ship hurling through the planes. Shadowheart was tossed to and fro, bruising and battering her body in the process. At some point Lae'zel got her hands back on the controls, popping them into a (hopefully) friendlier plane.

That's about all the cleric could remember. At some point in all the excitement she hit her head, knocking her out cold and leaving her life in the hands of fate.