“Get that wine away,” Gaela pushed Finch’s hand that clutched the wine bottle, “She’s got a gut wound, drinking anything is except a health potion is the last thing she should do.” 

The healer knelt protectively over the warrior, shaking her head. She was aware of the chaos that still swirled around them and out of the corner of her eye she saw the flash of silver as the elf drove his sword towards a charging centaur. With a practiced step, Cyrendil dispatched one that was too close for her comfort. 

“Keep watch,” she ordered Finch, noting he had a crossbow, “I’ve got to get the arrow out before I can start the healing process.”

Using her knife, she sawed at the shaft before snapping it to remove the fletching. “Yes, you’ll need magic and perhaps we should think about sturdier armor, yes?”

Raising her brow at Fiona before going back to work, she could hear the roaring Orc somewhere and the shouts of guards. Shoving up the armor, she saw a raised lump under Fiona’s skin, already bruising a deep purple with the blood pooling beneath it. She scrunched her freckled nose, it would not be as simple as she hoped. She would have to cut where the arrow head was and pull it out. It would be painful and delicate, drawing on her deep reserve of magicka to heal and prevent infection. 

“This is no place to treat you,” Gaela decided, and stood up, offering a hand to help Fiona to her feet. “Can you walk? We’ll need to find somewhere safe, you’re out of this fight for now.” 

Reaching for a vial on her belt, she passed the small health potion to her. "Drink this for now."

Brushing her hands together, she glanced around at few centaurs still attacking, their dulled eyed attention drawn to the large frost atronach as well as the armed men. It was then she caught sight of the great bulk of the Orc, his hands still bound, barreling down the alley. She shook her head, noting the arrow in his chest, “I’m gonna start a collection. Before we get to Camlorn, I’ll have enough to restock Cedric’s quiver.” 

Beckoning Finch, she called, “Come here, I need your help. You’re good at finding hidey holes, yes? Then find us a safe spot so I can work on Fiona and...well, I’ll figure out what to do with him.”

Gesturing with her chin, she indicated Maulakanth visible in the shadows.