"How is she doing?" I asked the room as I stared down at Gabrielle. Her body was covered head to toe in bandages and casting.
"She is tough. Honestly, I don't know many who could have survived a blow like she took. It was like she was hit by a ship. There is only so much I can do with my power at the moment as her entire body is brittle, but in my opinion, she will live and recover. It's just a matter of time." Francesca spoke from the side.
My gaze remained on Gabrielle for a few moments longer. Just watching her breath. The fact she was, brought me comfort. Though not enough.
"With air superiority back, I want her on the first ship out of here. Understood? She needs a safe place to recover and this planet is not it. Is that clear?" I demanded, no room in my voice for debate.
Francesca nodded her head, "Yes. Of course, Sentinel."
