Inside the infirmary was filled with the smell of mix fresh herbs.
Grace was still screaming and crying because of the pain from the dragon fire. Her scream echod in the infirmary drawing the attention of the healers.
Professor Maras shoved a chair on their way aside. His grip were on Grace's uninjured arm and Reynold was supporting her on the other side.
"Healers! Dragon-fire!" Maras yelled.
Two women in white-and-gold dress rushed over instantly. Their eyes were wide, immediately scanning the sticky, black residue clinging to Grace shoulder and sleeve.
"By the flame, a Cinder-Plate burn!" one healer gasped, already moving to Grace's side. She had short braided black hair and her hands were already bringing out faint blue energy and she placed the glowing palms near the wound.
The other healer who is taller and older said. "Get her on the treatment slab! Get the Lunar-Bloom poultice and Winter-Ash solution, now!" she ordered two attending assistants.
