"Wait. There's more." Ashley said as her mind filled with thoughts of the other patients.
Ashley's insistence drew a weary sigh from Myra. "Where?" she asked, reluctantly following Ashley as she led her to Warp's ward.
"It happened during the attack," Ashley explained, her voice tinged with a mixture of sadness and awe.
Myra's expression softened with empathy. "I saw it on the news. You guys were amazing," she praised, offering a supportive smile.
Ashley turned away, a small smile playing on her lips at the acknowledgment. Myra approached Warp's bed and gently placed her hand on his head. With a surge of her healing energy, she watched as his injuries miraculously vanished, leaving behind a sense of peace.
"Now can I go to sleep?" Myra asked wearily, her exhaustion palpable in her tone.
Ashley's smile faltered slightly, her gaze shifting nervously. "One last person," she said, her voice tinged with apprehension.
