The last adrenaline keeping me up seeps out when the last enemy is dealt with. I sag down, all strength gone. My breathing is labored, and the pain grows with each breath. Ellis reacts immediately and reaches me fast enough to steady my fall. Ellis frowns, her lips thin and pale. I try to smile to soften her worry, but the effort makes me dizzy.
Ellis is unofficially our medic simply because she’s the best at it, though we all have training on binding wounds. Her nature is warm and comforting. She would be a perfect doctor if she weren’t into soldier work. I want to see her undercover because, like me, she brings a non-treating atmosphere to her work.
Ellis lays me down in a more comfortable position, ensuring my wounds don’t worsen. She roughly binds my wounds with the bandage from my r
