[Serra Britt]

The sudden pain seared Feenai, granting her a pain she had never felt before. A.. reciproty generator? At least the pain was only momentary, and was fading quickly. She almost didn't notice when the Saint came in and issued his Command, as she was rushing to get a wet towel for Jeanne. Returning to Jeanne, she handed her the towel, and finally looked up at the commotion. Panic started to fill her, she had never before seen a soldier before, let alone so many heavily armed ones.

Taking a deep breath, she pushed the panic down as best she could. She carefully addressed the soldiers, "Please.. if only for a moment. Please let my friend at least stabilize this man before he dies..."