Acele had been lying on the ground in pain when Iver came and asked if she was alright. "Yeah, everything hurts but I'm fine." She said through gritted teeth, when she finally got enough wind in her to get up she stood and looked around, the heavies were in various states of consciousness and pain groans and grunts from the wounded men and women of the heavy squad filled her ears so she looked to Hunter for guidance. "Hunter, would it be alright if i helped both squads?" She asked, feeling like it was her duty as a healer to make sure everyone walked away alright, looking over at the dispersing crowd made her lose a little bit of faith in humanity money was changing hands people were joking and laughing like this was the battle of century, but these people were really hurt they had broken bones or internal injuries that if not treated could kill someone, and to those people it was just a game, it was nothing to them.

Sighing Acele sat down on a crate waiting for her leaders response and looking over the injuries of her teammates from a distance, minor injuries from what she could see maybe a couple of broken hands,fingers and noses, nothing that couldn't be fixed without too much effort on her part [i]"at least that would be the easy part"[/i] She thought, but she was having second doubts if she really was mercenary material, the guys in the inn laughed at her when she said she would become a mercenary, but she was having a hard time coping and she hadn't even been in a battle yet, [i]"How do they cope with it, can i heal it, How?"[/i] Were some of the thoughts that raced through her head, she was frustrated and it showed on her face in the form of a grimace, far from her usually dopey smile.