Iris sighed and wiped her face again. “If he were a breathing creature, I wouldn’t have a chance. The fact his dead technically that helps. We just have to get his body stable until his own healing can kick in. And he needs fresh blood. And I mean as fresh as we can get it” 

Bane frowned and said “I can’t donate. My blood will make it worse. And Scsrlt you can’t either. Your fire in your blood might burn him” 

Midnight was already rolling up her sleeve. “Let me do it. My powers won’t affect him”