[Amanaduial the archer]

Aman knelt beside the fallen rider, touching his shoulder tenderly. The wound gave even more under her touch, puss and blood mixing n his arm and her fingers. She saw a flash of him riding several days ago, starting the journey to help them here-he had ridden about half the way with this terrible wound.
"By Yavanna!" Aman muttered under her breath. She put both hands fully onto his arm, and let energy flow into it, but then she leapt away as if she had been burnt.
"Something evil has done this..."She spoke qietly to herself before turning to Ala. "Its going to take both of us at least to heal him. Lets get him inside..."