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Okay, I picked a name let’s go!!

Name: Halmar. (Pronounced just like you’d think XD) Often goes by Hal.

Age: Again… not quite sure. I think about 20.

Appearance: Maybe about 6′, looks pretty similar to Mejt. You can definitely tell they’re siblings. Same light, curly hair.

He’s wearing plain, common clothes like Mejt.

Personality: Again… don’t really know XD I’ll see as I go along XD

Mejt

Abirami did… something. He and Isella grasped opposite sides of an object, and I watched with a combination of suspicion and confusion as Abirami flinched and Isella relaxed in relief.

His statement that it would heal her had seemed far-fetched, but it seemed accurate. I watched, amazed and only slightly worried as Abirami got up, limping slightly. He knelt next to the more wounded man.

No, this looked like a bad idea. He couldn’t handle Isella and that man’s injuries at the same time.

Before I could say anything, he repeated the action. This time, the toll was far higher. I watched the deep gashes appearing on his chest, the way he tried to hold on through the pain.

He looked far too close to fainting. The green-skinned girl was standing over him, apparently just as annoyed at his stupidity as I was.

He wasn’t moving, and now I really was getting concerned, despite my best efforts.

I sighed in annoyance and hurried over.

“What does everyone here have with fainting? Stop doing that,” I grumbled, kneeling next to him. The cuts were bleeding fast, and he looked barely conscious. That was bad. The cut he’d gotten on his arm earlier had not only closed but healed. That was good, as long as he didn’t bleed out before the cuts on his chest closed.

I couldn’t risk it. I reached into my waistband and untied one of my three petticoats and stepped out of it. It wasn’t visible anyway, and I didn’t have any other clean cloth nearby. I scowled as I pressed the dark fabric to the cuts. They were deeper than I’d thought.

All I could do was stop the bleeding, and we’d see what happened then.

“Do you think I enjoy washing blood out of my clothes? I should just let you bleed out, you’re the one stupid enough to try to take on both at the same time,” I grumbled.

I scowled, leaning on the fabric with my whole weight to slow the bleeding. This was a pest on all counts. Did he have to go and do that just because he could? Couldn’t he have waited five minutes and not fainted?

I lifted the cloth to check how much it was bleeding and gave a sigh of relief when I saw the bleeding had stopped. That was much faster than it should have been, but nothing about this made sense anyway.

“I swear all of you put together don’t have the sense of a tadpole,” I said, tying on my petticoats again.

Abirami was waking up too. Good, now it wasn’t my problem anymore. I was about to mutter another complaint at him, but a soft whistling interrupted me. It was a faint, bright tune. I froze. I recognized it. Nobody here knew it. Nobody could.

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I’ll introduce Halmar next time 😀