Chapter 5811

The gravely wounded were carried to the spring first. Novice healers rinsed blood, fed pills, and coaxed life-essence into shattered meridians.

Those with lighter cuts ringed the perimeter, weapons ready. Years of warfare taught them prudence even inside Jared’s ward.

Others knelt among newborn flame spiritual plants, clipping each stalk like fragile glass, packaging portions for the patients who could best absorb its blaze. The encampment, moments ago a panicked mob, began to hum with ordered purpose.

Gavin and Yvette healed fast. The pair volunteered to help look after heavily-injured folks.

Yvette gently settled Clara beside a warm, glassy slab at the spring’s edge.

Clara swallowed one of Jared’s pills, then sipped the crystalline water.

Cool vitality threaded through every nerve. Charred channels sent back pinpricks of relief so pure she nearly moaned.