Chapter 219: Book of the Raven Queen
Siobhan
Month 8, Day 25, Wednesday 11:05 p.m.
As Siobhan stepped forward, the familiar-looking teenage girl, the two children, and the homeless man all took a simultaneous step back, almost as if the move were choreographed.
On the narrow bed, Jackal grew even paler. Someone had torn off his sleeve and used that to tie a makeshift bandage around the wound, but the fabric was completely soaked and blood was dripping from his fingertips.
“Sit up,” Siobhan said.
Jackal jerked upright, even though he had to tug on Sharon’s hand for support.
With one hand, Siobhan pulled out a wound cleansing potion, while the other tugged the simple knot of Jackal’s bandage free. “Brace yourself.”
Jackal’s legs jerked involuntarily as she poured the painful liquid over a laceration so deep she would probably be able to see the humerus bone beneath if she pulled its sides apart. The bright, sharp scent mixed with the iron tang of blood.
“Slicing spell?” she asked as she retrieved a blood-clotting potion. Using both hands, she poured out the potion’s grainy, slightly sticky contents and smeared them over the wound.