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Daniel Johnson had made his way to the burn ward in the Wing City Hospital where a doctor was currently updating him on the condition of last night's shooting victim whom they had since identified as Shin'ichi Kokuro, a Losenyu prince. They hadn't the faintest idea what he was doing in Wing City when the shooting occurred, but he had yet to regain consciousness to be questioned on the matter, and his prognosis didn't seem favorable.

"He's still critical," the doctor explained. "He went into cardiac arrest last night, and slipped into a coma. I'll be straight with you, his odds of recovery aren't good."

Johnson rubbed at the back of his neck and sighed. They wouldn't get much out of a man in a coma and certainly not much out of him if he died.

"Don't you have people that can heal this sort of stuff? You know, with magic?" Johnson asked.

The doctor shook his head. "In his condition he wouldn't survive the strain it would put on his body. He's going to need to pull through this one on his own."

"Alright, give us a call if his condition changes or if he wakes up."

Johnson shook his head to himself as he headed back out. Losenyu royalty getting gunned down in their streets wouldn't bode well with diplomatic relations he imagined. He didn't much envy the one who would need to contact them about this.