Eachelle rushed to Zabrina's side, pressing her hand against her wound. 'You're going to be ok! I can try and heal you, I'm not sure if it will be a complete heal but I will try my best, I won't let my comrade die like this!' She placed both hands to her chest as she took a deep breath and felt her hands grow warm as they shone a great white light, she panted as she put her remaining strength into the process.