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Judith breathed heavily, it took some time before she calmed herself. Though she wasn't as calm as she wanted to be. Her mind was a mess and she was almost afraid to go to Rhyldrin, she had watched the struggle still dazed from her own struggle with Uldric. She jumped a little when Rhyldrin seemed almost motionless. Was he dead? She hesitated to bring herself beside her, though she eventually pushed herself to do so.

She brought herself to her knees beside him, her eyes wandered over his body. Judith became alarmed by the sight of his wound. "You fool..." she mumbled and brought her good hand to his face, Judith gently ran her thumb over his cheek and smiled weakly. "Though I can't really call you one when I am one myself." she laughed quietly then ran her hand down to Rhyldrin's hand. She took it in her own and squeezed it. "What am I going to do?" You're a mess... I can't leave you like this. I refuse to!" her voice cracked, she was a mess herself.

"That wound is pretty deep," Judith jumped and looked up at a familiar face. Kane smiled at her then looked back at Rhyldrin. "It isn't something that I can't tend to, though we can't do that here." he went a little quiet, he was still nervous when speaking to a woman. "Let's see if we can find somewhere better to tend to his wounds." Judith looked down at Rhyldrin she reluctantly let go of his hand. "Where will we bring him?" she asked Kane, her ears dropped as she wondered how long Rhyldrin had before he bled out. Kane's eyes wandered over there were still some tents that stood firmly. "We can bring him to a tent, we have no need to worry about the living Dark Elves or Light Elves." he brought himself to the other side of Rhyldrin and leaned down, he took hold of Rhyldrin and forced him to stand. "With the way the war is it will do them some good to see kindness." Judith stood and held the other side of Rhyldrin. They knew that he wasn't in good enough condition to be up and walking though how else would they move him?

They brought Rhyldrin to a tent where they were awkwardly greeted by a Dark Elf. They had ignored the stares from the others, everyone seemed a bit confused by two Light Elves helping a Dark Elf when in the first place they had been attacking each other. Though they wouldn't interfere, why would they? They were helping Rhyldrin not taking him off to torture him. Perhaps they had left them knowing that Kane held much more power than any of them combined.

"Lay him down here," he told Judith softly. They had managed to find a medical tent, they placed Rhyldrin on a bed though it wasn't the best. He looked up at the Dark Elf who had been watching them almost curiously. "Could you please bring me your medical supplies? I need to tend to him before he bleeds further." the Dark Elf nodded and gathered some supplies for Kane. He brought him creams to clean the wound, stitches and gauges. Kane didn't speak as he worked on Rhyldrin, he didn't need to be distracted by anything. Rhyldrin was quite a lucky man, nothing vital had been hit. Judith was silent as she watched, she wasn't good at tending wounds and had always wanted to learn. Though she squirmed a little in her boots, there was so much blood and she had had her fill of it already today.

Kane began to close the wound after he had cleaned it well. When he finished closing it he asked Judith to lift Rhyldrin so that he could bandage the wound properly. Kane let out a heavy sigh, hopefully the wound would bleed less and less then it would stop. He didn't know what he would do if it continued. Kane looked up at the Dark Elf and smiled weakly. "I'm sorry for barging in here and taking your medical supplies." Kane looked over at Judith and took her wounded hand in his own. "Let me see this... it isn't bad." then he began to clean her wound.