The boy that carried Willow was less then gentle and she couldn't help but grunt a few times in pain. While her leg had been healed, the pain was still very much evident. To Willow's surprise and disappointment, the boy laid her down next to a tree and left to go fight. While Willow would have been all gung-ho for another's help in battle, her own life was hanging in the balance. She regretted the decision of not closing Cressa to help her.<br/><br/>With the boy gone, Willow slowly stood to her feet, using the tree for support. Her eyes fell upon a rather large, but young looking kid. He was crouched in the corner, his hands clasped together. He was fully armored and Willow could see that he was a warrior. "You.." She motioned to the boy before stumbling. "Take me..to the medical..wing." Her breathing was shallow, but she was able to get the words out.<br/><br/>The boy, still frozen in fear, looked at Willow from the corner of his eyes. "Please.." That small whisper from Willow seemed to get the boy moving. Gently he picked Willow up before heading towards the medical wing with her.<br/><br/>Willow couldn't say how long she had been out, but when she awoke, there was a needle in her arm, both blood and fluids being pumped into her. A groan escaped from between Willow's lips as she shifted in the bed, her eyes finding the warrior that helped her. "Courage comes with time." She spoke. "If you work on it." All thoughts of the boy that left her behind had left Willow's mind. Honestly, she kind of hoped he would freak out when he found her missing.<br/><br/>"I need one more thing for you to do." Willow spoke to the young warrior, still trying to get comfortable. "I need help finding the others who helped save my life today."