Just before Leanna reached them, a sh out from one of the furthest towers. Very quickly afterward, an arrow unched into the distanbsp; Leanna, however, did not turn or even slow down, reag them just a moment ter.

  “Thank you very much for ing, everyone, I know it isly a normal situation, and it may be hard to trust you are safe here. If you will follow me, there is an area set up for you to work at, meanwhile my elites and I shall stand guard,” she procimed before spinning on her heel and heading towards the ter of the camp where the rgest tent stood, surrounded by a ring of archers fag outward.

  As they began filing into the tent, Dawn’s attention was captured by a massive man walking out of another one. The shirtless man then pulled a knife from his belt and began slig thin lines across his arms and face before returning the ko his belt, grabbing the mace that was beside it in one hand.

  A much smaller, but still well-built woman emerged from the tent as well, armored in scale mail, with a shield attached to one arm, and a sword on her belt. As Dawn watched, the man began taking heaving breaths while the ulled a pouch from her belt, pulling a paste out of it and rubbing it into the cuts the man had made.

  When the woman fihe ma out a horrifiimalistic scream before sprinting out of her view, the woman following after she had returhe pouch to her belt. As the scream rang out, warriors poured out of mas around them, quickly heading in the same dire.

  “Ah, looks like Durok is beginning the assault. We will have wounded ing in soon, I suppose. Head inside, please, if you require anything, just ask one of my men and we will bring it to you,” Leanna remarked before walking towards the ower and beginning to climb.

  Upoering the tent, Dawn saw a number of cots set up in rows, buckets of water, and stands with bandages resting on them. The older healer, as well as a middle-aged woman were going through the bandages, and she reized they were sterilizing them. Meanwhile, the two others who came with them were w with three others te tools in several locations around the rows of cots.

  The woman turned a moment ter, and spotting Dawn, she began to speak, “Ah, everyone is here now. So in case it hasn’t been expined yet, Leanna anized a number of people to raid the base below us, and requested healers and medibsp; Our job is teically to prioritize treating any civilians they mao rescue, though personally, I think those of us who are healers should focus on the most heavily wounded, even if they are bandits.”

  As Dawn nodded, knowing that a healer could stabilize even horrible injuries, the town’s healer snorted before deg, “I refuse to help those bastards that prey on us! You shouldn’t help them either, that will just help them keep going.”

  The other woman shook her head at the man before remarking, “Normally I would agree. But shouldn’t we help them when they choose to try and do good? Encing them to risk themselves for the good of the people could help in the long run. That is why my friend and I accepted Leanna’s offer, after all.”

  Responding with another snort and a raised middle fihe man quickly turned and walked to the opposite side of the triage ter. Surprised by how vehement the man was, Dawn shook her head before heading towards the woman to assist her. As the woman nodded in thanks, Dawn said, “I uand your reasoning, and I agree with you. I suppose this disagreement could help, though, the two of us focus on the most injured, and he foaking sure everyone we were sent for is healed up.”

  “Thanks freeing with me, I hate feeling like I said something wrong, and that rea was hard to take! I’m gd we will be w together, though I ’t say the same about him,” the woman replied with a smile.

  A few moments ter, there was a muted “whumph” noise in the distahe woman looking in that dire with a worried expression before shaking her head aurning to sterilizing bandages in preparation.

  Surprisingly, it took quite a while for ao show up, starting with a few men with deep cuts on their arms, and oh a spike of rock through his stomach being supported by two healthy warriors. As they were id os, the medics calmly walked rabbing needles and thread from their supplies, beginning to suture the wounds. Meanwhile, the old man sat in the er gring at them as Dawn and the other healer headed towards the impaled man.

  After a quice at Dawn, the woman crouched down, ing her arms around the spike before asking her, “Are you ready? We will have to work fast ohis is out.” Meanwhile, the man below them looked around frantically with a terrified expression.

  Dawn nodded, and the woman shifted her grip slightly before lunging upward, ripping the stone spike free with a horrible squelg sound as the man screamed before passing out. As soon as she recovered her footing, she tossed the spike to the side, joining Dawn in stopping the bleeding. Several moments ter, they were able to verify the man wouldn’t bleed out and headed towards the men the medics had been w on, finding they had already fiitg the wounds together. Sihere was still some bleeding, they quickly passed through them to slightly heal the wounds to help seal them before returning to waiting for others.

  Over the hours, several more of the bandits they were w with were brought in, mostly with cuts and stabs to the arms and chest, though a few had arrow wounds. More extreme were the handful that had been engaged with mages, a few bleeding from hundreds of tiny cuts, others covered in burns, and a few more with earthen spikes peing them. Throughout all this, the old man remained by the wall of the tent, gring at them all the while.

  Eventually, a number of naked men and women were brought in by mildly injured warriors before they immediately headed back out at a jog. Seeing this, the old man finally got to work, healing wounds where skin had been torn away along their hands, necks, and ankles. Meanwhile, the medics began cheg each person, finding that most were in desperate need of food and water. Hearing this, Dawn quickly headed out of the makeshift hospital, finding a group of Leanna’s men sitting right outside. As soon as she brought up the need for food and water, half the group jumped to their feet and jogged off.

  Watg them go, one of the remainiold her, “They will be back soon, if you need anything else, the rest of us will be here until they get back, then we will head to get more supplies. Now that yht it up, it is quite obvious we should have expected this.”

  Dawn hanking the man, and began to turn back to the tent before a scream caught her attention and she spun just in time to see an archer falling from one of the towers with an arrow in his chest. She immediately began sprinting in that dire, weaving through the tents until she intercepted two people carrying the man towards their treatmeer as quickly as they could.

  Skidding to a stop, she told them to hold him still and got to work, shocked at the amount of blood the man was coughing up. Fog on the wound, she found that the arroierced a lung before hitting bone and splintering, leaving numerous sedary wounds. As if that wasn’t bad enough, his spine was clearly broken as well.

  Thinking through the options quickly, she realized directly healing would do more harm than good. Trying to find a solution, she recalled that burning flesh could stop bleeding as well. After apologizing to the man, she grabbed the arrow, yanking it upwards until it got stubsp; As the man howled in pain, she had his fellows set him down and help her remove the arrow. After a sed tug, the arrow tore out of his chest, leaving a ragged wound. Without dey, she let go of the arrow, letting them deal with it, and called a fme into her hand, shoving it into the hole for a moment before pulling it back out as the man passed out. After verifying the wound wasn’t bleeding there anymore, she focused inside, sealing as many of the internal cuts and punctures as she could without c fragments. As she finished, she sat back, and looking up, saw both of the others looking at her with shocked and horrified expressions, one holding a drawn dagger in her dire.

  Seeing that he wasn’t moving, she took a deep breath before speaking, “I’m sorry, I know that looked bad. I couldn’t risk the wound closing with fragments inside, but the bleeding had to be stopped. He should survive as long as we get him to the medics quickly.”

  After a moment the man put away his dagger and they resumed carrying the man babsp; Upon arriving, she saw several more civilians had been brought in, some with rge ses of flesh missing, and one ying on their chest with their back partially skinned. Seeing this, she quickly expined what was wrong with the man she brought back to the medid rushed to the skinned person, spotting rge amounts of dirt embedded in the raw flesh.

  While she worried it might be the wrong choice, she began sterilizing the area, hoping she didn’t kill too much of the person’s body, brushing the dirt away as she did so. Taking a quice over her shoulder, she saw two of the medics above the man she had brought in, oh a long pair of grabbers reag ihe chest wound while the other tried awkwardly, and unsuccessfully to hold a ntern at an ao shine light inside.

  Figuring she could spare just a moment, she rushed over to their side, creating a tiny orb of light and guiding it ihe wound before sliding it out of direct sight. The medics thanked her, the oh the ntering it aside before heading towards a woman who had a k of her leg cut off. Seeing the other medic was finding it much easier to work, Dawn spun back around and got back to work on her inal patient.

  After several moments, she assumed she should have ed it well enough and began healing, causing the majority of their back to scab over. Worried about the possibility of running out of mana, she stopped there, instead grabbing several of the rgest bandages and helping the person stand, revealing them to be a woman, then began ing the bao cover the massive wound.

  Helping the woman back down onto the cot, Dawn realized she hadn’t seen any sign of pain in the woman, and asked her about it. In respohe oiowards the entrance where a rge jar that was not there before sat, filled with a pale yellow powder. Looking around more closely, she realized that there were much smaller jars on most of the tables of supplies, each with several needles and a tiny scoop sitting in them.

  While one of the medics passed her to get to a new patient, Dawn asked about it, learning it owerful numbing poison—perhaps it was the same thing used on Lord Jerald’s messenger. Gd that they had something to help with the pain now, she moved to the person, spotting two more warriors entering with cerations all over their arms. Apparently the other woman had seeoo, as she called out before Dawn could, “We are busy with worse wounds right now, if the pain is too bad, a light sprinkle of the yellow powder will help, just be very sparing with it. Rest on a cot and someone will get to you as soon as possible.”