Though still breathing, Kaleeth was not terribly responsive to Janius. She did not resist his attempt to give her a potion, but she did not actively accept it either. She looked around slowly, and with confusion in her eyes. She seemed to have a hard time concentrating, and when she tried to speak, her words came out as slurred and nonsensical. Even without any extensive restoration training, it would be easy to recognize that she had a concussion, and one serious enough to require quick attention. 

Although he was able to walk around without trouble, the blood on Lorag's armor betrayed his injuries. It poured down his arm, and at another place on his side, out of the small gaps in his armor. The plating protected most of the vital areas of his body, but that did not mean his wounds could not be serious. The silver wounds would not stop bleeding as quickly, and Lorag's body could not recover as quickly as it once had. Regardless, the pack knew him well enough to know that he was not going to let on to how badly he may or may not have been injured, especially with other members of the pack being hurt. "Kaleeth...needs help first." Lorag announced to Sabine. "I'll...get our things together, as quick as I can. We've got to move soon." 

After the danger had finally passed, Meesei essentially collapsed. It had been all she could do to hold herself together and stand against Arinette. There were patches of fur missing from the burns she had retained from her Argonian form, as well as frostbite and distinct lightning scars across different parts of her body. She looked as if someone had tried to take her apart with magic. Fortunately, none of her wounds were made from silver, so her magic and natural regeneration both could actually start mending her body. 

Underneath her fur, Ahnasha's back was frostbitten, and her arrow wound was still bleeding. She had lost a fair amount of blood by this point, but she could see that some of the others had it worse. Or at least, they had more immediate concerns. She kept her hand pressed over her wound to try and staunch the bleeding. A healing potion would have to do for her for now. Meanwhile, aside from Kaleeth, it was actually Leaps whose condition may have been the most dire. With his size, the crossbow bolts had not done too much damage, but he had been surrounded by several of the wisps. They could not survive his attacks, but they had caused plenty of damage in the time they had. Traces of their frost magic was all over his sides, back, and legs. The signs of frostbite were not as obvious on him, but its effects were even more damaging. His body was not equipped for the cold, and his overall body temperature was dropping dangerously low. With a low whine, he instinctively walked over towards Janius and Kaleeth for comfort.