His eyes widened, “I can’t do that! Her face-”
“-Is half scraped off. She’s not going to care about a burn.
Heh. Desperate times call for desperate measures, I guess.
There’s nothing close to a clean bandage anywhere here, and she’s going to die if we don’t stop the blood loss.”
Looking a little sick, he nodded, wreathed his hand in flame and then pressed it against the woman’s face. She pulled away, made a gurgling noise. I gripped her head and shoulder to keep her in position.
This is a somewhat odd medical procedure, but if it works, great!
“Come,” I said, after he pulled his hand away, “Help me move her.”
Greenfire – I wasn’t sure on his name, and it didn’t seem the time to ask
–
Heh. Not a bad impromptu name, at least.
If I had to give him a more thought-through one, I might’ve gone with something involving “Jade”, but that’s probably just because I’ve been reading Miraculous Ladybug fanfics with a “Jade Turtle” recently.
I hooked one arm under her armpit, I used both hands under the other one, and we hauled her off to one side, into an alley, propped her up sitting.
“I’ll stay here,” Greenfire said, “Keep an eye on her. You go.”
Greenfire can probably do more against Leviathan, but there are a lot of people on that already.
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