Inna got desperate when she saw Javir's body fallen on the ground.
"Drott! Come here!" Her choked voice came to the ears of the mechanic who ran to that room and gasped once he saw Javir's state.
"Go take some medicine or something!" He shouted at her, going next to his body and lifting it.
She knew that she wouldn't have strength enough to bear the dead weight of the body of their partner, so she let it on Drott's charge and ran to another room to get some bandages and all the medicine available for them in that place.
The mechanic dragged Javir to a mattress that was laid in that room, taking off his shirt and spotting that two shots got him. One in the shoulder and another on his right arm. He got lucky that he wasn't shot at his trunk. No one there was a healer, so they would have a hard time treating him.
"I think that the Ridires got him! These wounds aren't made from the bullet of a gun other than a Helheim!"
