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Sly kept an eye as Red killed the other men; by taking the shot, he was unable to do the job himself. He was impressed, actually. Many others would not have picked up the other men, who were but reserve to kill when all thought they were safe. However, he frowned when the woman told him to take the horse. "No, Red. You take the horse with Jace. That poison--" He gave a growl; how could he have let this happen? "--that poison has been in Jace's system longer than I have been bleeding. While he will live in either case, he has much less time than I do." He gave a nod. "That poison is a common dosage made from Keberah leaves. The cure for it is found in the root, usually by making a bitter tea or paste. The plant is uncommon in this area, but the root will be found at any medicinal or herbal shop."

He was silent for a moment, taking the time to get out what little supplies he had to treat himself. Using one hand, he grabbed a clear vial from the small kit, biting off the stopper, pouring it over his arm, grunting as the clear liquid hissed against the arrwo and wound, bubbling. He then attempted to wrap the gauze, but had much difficulty in doing so. "Besides," He stated, "I do not know how to ride a horse."