Kynrind ignored the fight, but Anoria watched intently. Her long ears flicked back as they were hit.<br/><br/>She stayed on the bench until the last fight and immediately rose to dash over and kneel beside the downed night elf. Glancing up at Silven, she laid her hands on the bleeding man's jaw. "Be still, you will be healed," she said, closing her eyes. "<em>Your pain is mine, I take it into me, to heal and mend, broken flesh and bone. With Elune's grace and power, you will be whole once again..</em>The priestess said, lowering her head.<br/><br/>The man groaned, then his eyes widened as Anoria's hands glowed with a silvery light.  Reminiscent of the moon's light, it grew in intensity, overshadowing the morning sunlight. The pale priestess's body shivered and she turned her head, her jaw audibly breaking, welts rising on the skin as she spat out a mouthful of blood and several teeth.<br/><br/>The man felt his jaw and stuck a finger in his mouth, finding the broken teeth were whole once more.<br/><br/>Kynrind ignored the  healing until Anoria's jaw broke and with a quiet cry, she turned and dashed over to her sister, sliding to a stop beside her, shooting Silven and the elven man a furious glare. She held Anoria close as her sister whimpered, the wounds on her skin fading and her jawbone mending into one piece.<br/><br/>When the healing was done, she sagged against Kynrind, breathing heavily as blood dripped from her mouth and chin.<br/><br/>"Goddess curse it, Anoria, WHY do you have to heal every wound? You'll kill yourself one day if you keep this up!" Kynrind hissed, holding her sister protectively. The man stood, bowing as Anoriafell wiped her mouth and chin, nodding to the man.<br/><br/>"I heal who I need to Kynrind. You know I do not play favorites. I heal all who need it," Anoria said calmly, sitting back and giving Silven a smile.<br/><br/>"You keep this up and they'll kick you out of the Temple. You heal the Horde as often as the Alliance. That's wrong, Anoria," the huntress said, forgetting how her sweat stuck her shirt to her breasts. She wasn't as well endowed as her sister, but she had plenty on her chest.<br/><br/>Rising to her feet, she helped Kyn to hers. "I heal who I heal. I<em>can't</em>let a wounded man pass by. You know this. They know this." She said smoothing out her robes.