[ Nathaniel sets about his work with grim-faced efficiency. It's not his first foray onto the field without a healer handy, nor will it be his last.
When he clears the blood away, he actually swears under his breath. There are dark veins spreading from the wound already. Maker help her, she's been tainted. This is not how this was supposed to go. ]
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When he clears the blood away, he actually swears under his breath. There are dark veins spreading from the wound already. Maker help her, she's been tainted. This is not how this was supposed to go. ]
I told you to run. You should have listened.