"Anne, they're asking for more bandages!"
The battle happened for an hour already. She could hear screaming and explosions everywhere from the port area. Anne was already busy treating wounded soldiers. Just in the first ten minutes, there were already casualties from both sides.
She goes to the crate, frantically searching for bandages. She looks at five rolls of the bandages and gave the healer two rolls. The healer looks at her with a frown. "Come on, this is not enough."
She huffed and gave him another roll. "Use it wisely. This is the last one that I could spare on the frontline."
"Then make more!" Said the healer and he left before she could hear her complaining.
"He complaining again?" Muttered one of the healers, who was busy stitching a knight who got an open wound from a spear.
