Chapter 193 Healing And Bonds
- The medical wing smelled like blood and herbs. Not the worst combination, but it turned my stomach after five straight hours of checking on the wounded.
- "How's Marcus doing?" I asked the healer tending to a student with bandaged ribs.
- "Stable. The infection's clearing up." She didn't look up from her work, hands steady as she changed dressings. "Another week and he'll be back to light training."