"I am sorry that you had to see me in such a way, Master," Eina said in a muffled groan as blood gurgled out of the corner of her lips—green blood. Meliora panicked, her breath becoming uneven as she watched Eina squeeze her face in pain.
[She had been shot by an arrow. Infuse some mana into the wound and pull out the arrow.]
Crucifix instructed. Meliora, with beads of sweat rolling down her forehead, gulped as she nervously rubbed her shaky, wet hands together. She attempted to grab the body of the arrow when Eina suddenly smacked her hand away.
Meliora's eyes darkened, and Eina gasped in shock at what she had just done. "Stay still," she said in a grim voice as she suddenly grabbed the body of the arrow. Eina groaned in protest, gritting her teeth.
Cold sweat dripped down Meliora's back as she exhaled several times to rid herself of the fear. Closing her eyes, she infused mana down the arrow and jerked when her mana seeped into Eina's flesh.
