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William may have or may not have really cared about Kasna, but he certainly didn't want her dying in front of him. The Prophet stood to his alarmingly large (but still human) height, and called out in a booming, conversation-ending voice.

"NURSE! WE NEED A NURSE HERE, NOW!"

He quickly went back down to his knees, taking Kasna's hand and massaging it, knowing enough to know that squeezing it would only pump more blood out of her already weakened body, and with the state she was in, that wouldn't be even remotely beneficial to her. He tried to support her, holding her up, even with the blood dripping all over his shining skin. It created an eerie, reddish glow around them, not so much hellish as simply bizarre; Will supposed that he could add walking lantern to his list of powers, but he had much more important things to deal with. He leaned in close to Kasna, and spoke again, more quietly.

"Come on girl, ye can't give up. Tha nurse be on her way. Ye'll be fine, ye will. Concentrate on stoppin tha' blood, if ye can."