ARIA

I was right near the medical tent when Ryder's old teammates showed up with a bleeding Zach.

It seemed his leg had been nearly bitten off. There was a dark trail of blood behind them, and the sight of it made my stomach churn.

So much has happened lately that I forgot all about being a healer. I don't know why I don't associate myself with the profession anymore. It could be because of Uncle Barty. He always encouraged me to do it, and he helped me get a position on the team. Now that ...