Ambrose peeked into the box for one last look at the knife before tucking it under his arm. Finally, they could take a breath before going back to face their real problem. It all seemed so far away in this lost village, everything was calm in this moment. Ambrose couldn't bring himself to think about Codal and the staff, he could only focus on the next step. Which was traveling back to the academy. "Right. Good, lets go." He took a deep breath and waited for Caleb to get up from the tree.

A moment passed, and Ambrose thought maybe he was too exhausted. He approached Caleb, "Hey..?" His breath caught in his throat when he first spotted the blood. It was coming from a gash on Caleb's side. "Oh god." he dropped down trying to stop the bleeding by putting pressure on the wounds. "Shit shit shit shit..." Panicking as the blood kept seeping through his fingers. 

Frantically Ambrose performed the spell for travelling back to the academy. Ambrose quickly turned back to Caleb's limp body, gathering up what he can to carry him through the portal. The two tumbled through with a heavy thud. Ambrose scrambled up and set the box on the library table. Ambrose, breathing heavily as he tried once again to stop the bleeding by applying pressure. "Caleb! Wake up!" He cried out, praying that someone else had returned and able to help.