Willow wasn't entirely sure how much time had passed before she was discovered by some clumsy fool. Her vision had blurred and she had came close to passing out a few times before the boy tripped over her. Even as he approached her with weapons drawn, Willow was to weak from blood loss to even tense in preparation for an attack. Her eyelids drooped slightly, while her breathing was shallow. "Get..me to a..mage." The girl's voice was barely above a whisper and she desperately needed something to drink. Willow's skin had paled, if at all possible, and had taken almost a bluish tint.<br/><br/>Once Cressa approached, Willow rolled her eyes towards the mage to look at her, but Willow almost  looked as if she was about to go to sleep. Relief washed over the girl as Cressa restored the flesh on her leg, but Willow was still weak from blood loss. However, she took the overed hand up, thinking she would be strong enough.<br/><br/>Willow didn't even make it off the ground before collapsing into Cressa's helping arms. She had lost to much blood. "I need a transfusion." Her voice was a little stronger then before now that she wasn't loosing anymore blood, but Willow wasn't out of the woods yet, so to speak.<br/><br/>"You.." She looked to the boy that had tripped over her before. "Don't just stand there.." Even now, Willow gave a weak smile and teased those around her. "Take me to the medical wing. This mage has more fighting to do." She figured he could carry her easier then Cressa could.