Though the potion had fallen near to him, Peiter did nothing with it. Due to the immense pain and blood loss he was being subjected to, he had already lost consciousness from shock. He was still alive, for now, but if he was to survive, someone else would have to find a way to help him. It was not silver that wounded him, so his bleeding could be stopped reasonably quickly by potion or spell. 

Unfortunately, the pressure from the enemy meant that there was no one who could turn around to help. Seeing the Champion among their group had caused a group of enemy soldiers at least half again larger than their own to set their sights upon her. Ri'vashi had seen the weakness that this shift of focus had opened up in the enemy lines, but it would still take time for her to capitalize upon it; time that Peiter did not have. 

Meesei, being unable to fight herself, could at least attempt to do something to help. Unfortunately, she was scarcely in any better shape than Peiter. From where Lorag had placed her on the ground, she started crawling in the direction of Peiter, leaving a trail of blood behind her. "Sabine! You have to...focus. You have to help Peiter...stop his bleeding."