Issa took the wet rag and gently cleaned the wound. She frowned at the purple tinge and set the rag down. It appeared Don was right, the wound was indeed poisoned. She acted quickly and placed her hand over the wound. She took a deep breath and began to sing. The words spiraled through the air as she sung a healing song, closing her eyes as she focused. Her hand glowed a light blue as she worked to expel the poison from Michael's blood.