My eyes widen and I catch Roland just before he can fall to the ground and injure himself further.
"Roland?!" I shout. "Are you alright? Roland?!"
He doesn't respond.
I turn, holding Roland close, looking around to see if there's any help I can ask for.
Celeste has finished dispatching her enemies, and approaches me timidly. "Um..." She crouches down, leaning in to inspect him. She places a gentle hand on his forehead, closing her eyes.
The worst of his injuries close up, but Celeste sways and nearly falls over a moment later.
It's enough.
I press my lips together. "Men!" I shout, "Get the wounded back to the clinic!"
Valentine emerges from the other side of the tower and helps pull Roland up, resting the older man's weight against his shoulder. "I'll take care of him. Don't worry."
I lean on the wall, wincing, looking down at where the battle rages on. At this point, our unknown ally is just mopping up the not-quite-dead.
