Her brother was gone and there was nothing she could do about it. She had done everything right but his wounds were too extensive and he had lost too much blood. All she could do now was cry but the fighting outside still continued and others would need her help. A man about her age wearing armor carried a younger woman inside and laid her down. His condolences were earnest, that helped her accept that her brother was gone. She had a job to do after all. 

She wiped her hands on her robes, which didn't make much difference, and got up from her brothers body looking over it one last time before she turned to the man. He looked like he had seen this kind of mayhem before, probably during the Scourged War. Emilia had seen her share of death and destruction during the war as well but it was always different when it was family. She regained most of her composure as the man directed her attention to another patient that needed her help. 

Emilia made her way over to examine her injuries. A decent sized wound on the back of her head seemed to be the only real problem. Emilia scanned her entire body to be sure but there were thankfully no broken bones or fractures and none of her vital organs were damaged aside from her brain which had a slight contusion of the brain, thankfully her skull had taken the brunt of the impact. Emilia used some of the higher grade liquor that her brother kept under the bar counter to clean the wound and closed the immediate cut to stop any superficial bleeding. She then used her magic to bring down the brain's swelling which would probably cause great relief for the patient. Aside from a mild headache this woman was going to be well enough to get back in the fight soon enough.