A shriek rang out, and a sudden push was felt.

A small stumble, and a girl.

Hair as gold as the sun. Graceful movements and an extremely worried frown adorned what seemed to be a child.

"Are you okay miss?!"

The child, ignoring danger, had knelt beside the wounded woman.

"Don't panic!" she half whispered, mostly to calm herself.

In a swift motion, the child had grabbed something from the folds of her clothing. It appeared to be a small vial with a golden liquid inside.

The child glanced back at the strange man with worry still in her face; opened the vial, and poured all the contents on the woman's head.

Near instantly, the woman's horrible wounds had healed completely, not even leaving a scar where they once were.

The child helped the woman stand up.