With the lull of silence falling on the field as the combat ended it left Ferya feeling serene. Once more she had dueled and come out on top, not once but twice. She looked down at her fallen foe with a smirk. The tigress could no longer fight. Taking a deep breath she was suddenly reminded of her own wounds and fell to one knee with a quiet whimper. The man's sneaky attack as well as the powerful swing from the tigress had taken it's toll on her, and trickles of blood spilling out between scales. Holding out her sword from her position with one knee on the ground she flicked it to cause some of the blood to fly off it before sheathing it. She could already feel the adrenaline disappear leaving her feeling weak and faint.<br/><br/>With the world spinning and limbs shaking she grabbed hold of the tigress'es halberd and used it to prop herself to her feet. As much as she wanted to simply fall over and pass out she had more pressing things to attend to. One of her comrades was wounded and needed attending too. Her own wounds also needed to be cleaned and bandaged or become infected. A drawback of being only half salamander means she lost the normal immunity to most diseases that normal salamanders have due to their extreme body temperatures. Using the halberd to keep herself standing she slowly with unsure steps walked over to the fallen form of Wilnomna. "Hey, you okay?" She asked with concern. The bandits sure had been a lot tougher than the centauress had expected. "I caught you some ban-dinner..." She choked out followed by a weak laugh which caused her pain in her wounds. She obviously could only eat one of the two she defeated which obviously would be the tigress as she had proven to be a worthy adversary unlike the man who had hit her with a cheap shot before instantly decking at her retaliation.