[hr][hr][center][h1][b][color=6ecff6]Map:[/color][/b][/h1][/center][hr] [center][img]https://image.ibb.co/bHiP1J/Necrofight3rd_Floor.jpg[/img][/center] [hr][hr][center][h3][b][i][color=82ca9d]Sana[/color][/i][/b][/h3][b][color=82ca9d]Location:[/color][/b] The Tower - 3rd Floor [b][color=82ca9d]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Sat ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~[/center] It was a rather obvious thing to say that Sana had had better days than the one she was having right then. Then again she had had worse as well. Much worse. The scars that covered a large portion of her body told that tale, the ones she had inside told even more. Yet it didn't matter if she had had worse, this day wasn't exactly a walk in the park. It could have been her worst day yet if it hadn't been for Satilla rushing over to her and doing what healers do - healing her. Sana felt the magic start to course through her, taking away the feeling of gray that had set in her veins and driving away the blackness that had threatened to take her. (Satilla heals for 16 HP. Which is good considering Sana was down to 9 HP out of nearly 100 when we started this fight.) It wasn't a complete recovery but it was enough to allow the gypsy to sit up. Breathing heavily she looked over towards Sat and nodded. [color=82ca9d]"Thanks,"[/color] she said as she sat there. She would have said more but she still was rather weak and it was hard to speak with a mouth laced with blood. Turning her head she spit and splattered the floor next to her. Reaching into her bag she pulled out a healing potion and pulled the cork from the glass bottle. Drinking it down and taking another breath. She knew if she was going to get back into this fight she would need more healing than what the woman had been able to give her already. It was best to double down with this one. Granted it meant she wasn't able to do anything else this round but hey, she was alive. That was something. Especially now that the color was coming back to her cheeks and the wounds started to close.