Alice Bright
Feeling uplifted and joyful, she continued dancing a little, and tapping on the tambourine. She laughed along with Ben, having a good time. Maggie's heads began to slip back into the lava, and Ignis nudged at Alice's legs, pushing her over to Ben a little. She hadn't really noticed being caught up in the music. Then Ignis decided he'd had enough too, and flapped his wings elegantly, then doing somewhat of a swan dive into the lava. She smiled at his gracefulness.
Suddenly she heard a cry from Ben, quickly turning, her eyes widened, shocked by what she saw. He was on the floor of the cave opening, blood gushed from his shoulder, from five deep wounds. She screamed, scared herself, she didn't know what had happened. She dropped the tambourine, and rushed to his side, she crouched down, with her legs folded under her she placed his head in her lap, and pressed both of her hands against the gashes. She knew she had to keep pressure on it, so she tried her best.
She could feel the blood still rushing, and she took one of his own hands and placed it against a cut, she was afraid he'd go into shock because of the blood loss. She wasn't trained in this sort of event of course, so she was panicking. Quickly, she ripped a piece off the skirt of her dress, and pressed that over the wounds. She couldn't tell if she was making things better or worse, she could only hope she was helping.