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Zadea grinned. "A bruise isn't as bad as actually having your chest crushed, though, is it?" She asked, and got back to her feet. "When...Like just now...If I just seemingly drop dead for no reason, it's an old mental scar of mine acting up. You can't really do much more than wait, and then kick me in the ribs if I'm out longer than five minutes." She said, and really, it was humourous, to her.

Duri walked back in with numerous bullet wounds, arrows, slash marks, and carrying a head on a fence post he simply sat down andlean back in his chair with a half annoyed half winjcing expression, "I killed some of them but then they ganged up on me" he explained and then collasped on the table.

She looked around, wincing slightly. The war was taking it's toll on everyone. The spear she held was clean, but a silver dagger, a blood stain impossible to get off on it, rested on her hip. Her left arm was bandaged, showing that she had even been fighting. Duriono's condition alarmed her, when her eyes came around to him. "Oh my...!" Zadea exclaimed -- Head on fence post ignored -- her statement cutting short as she leaped across the tavern. She bent over Duri, carefully binding some of the worse wounds, checking for and somehow managing to remove any lodged bullets.
Faint traces of magic had re-awoken within her, and as she tended to the wounds, unknowingly, she healed them slightly as well. After the bullet wounds were tended, Zadea went to extracting the arrows, which she did with extreme ease, it seemed. Blood was now running down her arm from beneath her bandages, due to her work. It had been dripping onto Duri, and smudged on a few places, just adding to his overall bloodiness. A large gouge stymied her for a minute, but then she figured out how to bind that up, as well.
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"Feeling any better?" Zadea asked, grinning at Duri waking up already. "Heh. Alright. Give me a moment." She said, before walking off, to get Aleta her cider. After placing the glass on Aleta's table, she returned to Duriono, just as ready to help him as she was to restrain him.

She nodded. "Ah. I see, then." Zadea said, trying not to laugh. "Don't go too insane out there!" She called at him as he tried to leave, waving. Maybe she couldn't do much, but she was helping, even from a distance.

Zadea looked at the gruesome wounds with strange calm. "Want me to get the shrapnel and that thing out?" Zadea asked, pointing at the arm. She rubbed her head. It was hard to be in two places at once, but exhilerating at the same time.

Zadea nodded, barely comprehending him, then started to help Duri out with his wounds. It didn't take her long to get everything out of him, and partially heal the worst few wounds. "There...Now...I've figured out how the Overseer's trident works, and I think I can do that on a small scale with my spear. I'm dying to try this out...So if you would excuse me..." She put up a "Help yourself" money jar and then bolted out the door.

Zadea re-appeared behind the bar with a faint glow, and looked around the tavern. She remained silent, one of her eyes now bandaged over, and then cried out. "Woohoo! It actually worked!!!" She said, and despite having a few blood splashes and a bloody spear in her hands, spun around happily. "I can't believe I did that!"