Meesei started to rush more quickly as Fendros explained the situation. As they entered the chamber, Meesei pushed her way through the crowd until she could see Oswall. Just as Fendros had described, he was badly wounded by the silver, with blood pouring from the wound. She heard Caleb's shouting as well and saw who was holding him back, but the priority at the moment was Oswall's health. Having no time for politeness, Meesei pushed her way to Oswall and knelt down next to him.

"Let me see the wound." Meesei ordered, her tone not aggressive, but firm. He was bleeding terribly, and for a werewolf, silver greatly reduced the effectiveness of traditional magical healing. Still, she had options, though nothing was a guarantee. "Bring me a welkynd stone, I need the energy." She ordered as she began her treatment. The other healers had, and were continuing to use restoration on him, but the silver was hampering their efforts. As such, Meesei took a...rougher approach. She used restoration to peer into his body and feel the injuries, then used precise telekinesis to pull together severed blood vessels. From there, she had to physically reach the end of her claw into the wound, then use a small amount of fire to cauterize the outside of the blood vessel to bring it together. She repeated this for the major blood vessels which had been damaged, but beyond that, there was nothing more she could do other than contribute her own restoration energy to the healing effort. Meesei believed she had helped his chances, but by no means could she guarantee that she had saved him.

As soon as Meesei had finished the focus-intensive work, she looked up to Caleb, who was still pinned against the wall shouting. "Caleb!" She yelled forcefully to grab his attention. "I understand what you are saying, but right now, I need your focus. If you are so certain of his guilt that you are willing to do this, then you [i]must[/i] have proof. I need that evidence, Caleb. Calm down, concentrate, and tell me what you learned."