Kaela's fingers trembled slightly as she reached into her pouch and retrieving the healing potion sealed in thick glass. She popped the cork and downed the bitter liquid in one go, the taste sharp and cold on her tongue.
But then warmth spread through her chest a moment later. Her torn muscles knitting, the worst of her bleeding slowing. But it wasn't enough. She was not fully healed yet.
She leaned back against the cold stone wall, breathing deep, just for a few seconds. Even thuough she needs to go back to battle she choose to rest for a while.
The battle before her was a chaos. Blades clashed, limbs crashed down and swiping hard, and Jan's glowing arrows streaked like falling stars. But no matter how much punishment the abomination took it didn't fall.
It indeed let out screams that sounded like a wretched multi-throated sound of torment, but not once had it staggered from injury.
