The men pull her forward toward you. After a moment of lifting and pulling, you and your men slide her onto the back of your horse.
She groans in pain as you do so, cradling her left arm to her chest. You see a flash of white bone in her wound as you glance back at her. The entire side of her dress is soaked red with her own blood.
As you turn to leave, you catch a glimpse of a second figure crumpled near where she was sitting. Dismas is there, his body full of an uncanny stillness. He has long since expired to his wound.
Before you have time to regret or think further on your situation, you turn Aurora around and spur her on back to camp. Every bump of the horse causes your injured passenger to let out a pained cry.
You ride back to camp, carrying the wounded surgeon along with you.
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