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"I think they are." She grimaced. "I will get medical attention when it is available. That should be soon. Twain is a doctor." She frowned a bit, even now she hated to admit that that man was useful in some way. Of course, the girl she carried and the rest of her team would be cared for first. She hoped most the team was there already. Her communication device was fried so she had no way of knowing how many had made it.

She might have questioned Herbert, who was he? Where was he from? How was he involved in this? Yet, that wasn't her job anymore. She wasn't a member of MERCY, the questions were theirs to ask. She was a TIGER, leader of a support team. So far they weren't doing a good job of that... They hadn't known about the dragon. She furrowed her brow wondering why Twain would neglect such vital information. She'd argue with him over it later, after they survived. Herbert was no threat, so she let him be as she turned toward the castle. 

"Until then I'll be fi--" A knee buckled. She bit her tongue to contain a cry as injury and gravity forced her to kneel in the snow.