A horrible-looking creature with no visible means of supporting itself in the air nevertheless flies out of the blood biome directly toward her. It's hard to identify its parts - are those arms or mandibles? Is that a mouth or an eye? Are those tiny useless wings, or tiny conical legs?

Whatever, she's faster than it. And if she isn't she can wrap it in some spare metal and slow it down.

How about its six friends, can she do the same to them?

...She can do the same to two of them and use the three she's got to obstruct the other four.

An obstructed horrible flying thing just sort of bashes itself helplessly against the obstruction over and over again, trying different angles but not trying them very hard. Bash, rebound, fly a little to the left, fly forward - bash, rebound, fly a little to the right, fly forward - bash, rebound, fly a little lower, fly forward -

One of the obstructions has apparently had enough of this treatment. It explodes in a shower of blood and unidentifiable monster anatomy. A handful of small metal coins (silver and copper) that weren't there before fall out of the mess.

What.

Okay, well, she'll grab those--keeping them well away from her body in case they're harmful in some way.

The coins seem... mostly normal?

Except that if two coins of the same denomination touch, they merge into a single coin of that type. Silver with silver, copper with copper.

Another of her obstructions gives up the ghost. It drops more coins.

...Huh.

She collects and consolidates the new coins.

The third obstruction goes down, dropping yet more coins. And then she's past the red area and the horrible flying things are falling behind.

Next up: ...desert? Yeah that's a desert. The round hopping things are pretty here, too, textured like shifting sand in a way that would probably camouflage them better if they weren't round creatures travelling across an unrelentingly orthogonal landscape. There are strangely regular cacti.

...This is weirdly videogamey.

Isn't it just?

Look! A giant fucking bug! It's twelve feet long and it doesn't look happy to see her!

Fascinating. Well, given how suicidal the other things were, she probably doesn't have to worry about killing these things being really bad. Bug meet coins at sufficient velocity?

The bug detonates. Bug parts splatter across twenty feet of desert. More coins.

Not unexpected at this point. She collects the coins.

I hope the person you're sensing can help us make sense of this place, Emily sighs.

Yeah.

Edie has, for lack of anything better to do, started walking personwards.

If the direction from which the cheerful morning sun is slowly rising is due east, then Emily started out almost precisely due north of Edie; the stranger is not quite so precisely northwest.

Directly ahead of Edie: a small pond, with lovely clear water rippling faintly in the breeze, and a round green hopping thing hopping industriously across its surface. Hop, splash, hop, splash.

Edie stops walking, remembering the things that attacked her sister. These things don't have minds, so she can't just kill them.

...The creepy unperson said something about survival. She heads back to him.

"Greetings, Edie. Is there something I can help you with?"

"How do you know my name."

"My name is Marty."

Deep breaths, Edie.

"How do I not die."

Marty holds out his canvas bag.

"If you want to survive, you will need to create weapons and shelter. Start by chopping down trees and gathering wood."

Okay, fine. She takes the bag. What's in the bag.

In the bag: a copper short sword, a copper pickaxe, and a copper axe.

"You can use your pickaxe to dig through dirt, and your axe to chop down trees," says Marty. He's said that before. He's said that before in exactly the same chipper, helpful tone with exactly the same cadence and intonation.

Yeah she's going to go with "weirdly three-dimensional NPC/babbling meat-statue."

"Why would I want to dig through dirt?"