Arathyra looked ahead worriedly as yet more fighting began. These next bad guys looked more capable then the other ones. Then as glanced over the group once more, she happened to see a one of their group was injured. She hurriedly rushed over to the Pegasus knight, "Oh  no, you're hurt. Please let me help you." She raised her stave and gave a silent prayer, green refreshing light washed over the small cut making it vanish. Arathyra gave a sigh of relief, she was glad she hadn't messed up when she had a chance to be useful. Then she turned her attention to the fighting ahead ready to rush forward and help anyone else who was in need. "Don't worry if you get hurt again I'll fix you right up." she said as words of encouragement.