Chapter 106 Aftermath And Reflection

• The medical station was overwhelmed. Every bed filled, students sitting on floors waiting for treatment, the air thick with the smell of blood and antiseptic. I stood in the doorway, cataloging the cost of our survival.
• Twelve serious injuries. Thirty minor ones. Three students still unconscious from blood loss or head trauma. And those were just the ones who'd made it back.
• "You should be in a bed yourself," Celeste said, appearing at my elbow with bandages and a stern expression.