Lita didn't so much as see the disturbance as she felt the shift in the crowd. Feeling the gravity pulling on the customers, Lita took off towards the source of the trouble, Dieza completely forgotten. She shoved the throng of people out of her way, and finally came upon the bleeding halfling girl. She gave a painful gasp, and dropped to her knees.<br/><br/>"<em>Shit, shit, shit!</em>"Hissed Sabastian. "Don't worry folks! All part of the show. She's just fine!"<br/><br/>The fighter glanced around for assistance as she retrieved a small satchel from behind her shield. Unfortunatly the closest people were also the most useless people people in her eyes. The Tiefling was a liar and a sponge on Dante's good will and the Elf was a pain in the ass. But they would have to do. Sebastian leaped onto the makeshift throne and scampered up to Lerissa's shoulders. "We've got a big problem here princess. Distract the crowd long enough for me to clean this mess up. Merelus, go get Dante down here as fast as you can!"<br/><br/>As the weasel doled out her order, Lita pulled out a small vial of gold liquid. Her other hand tore open the cloth that covered the injury. She spilt it across the Halfling's forehead and onto the wound, which cracked with white healing energies. The fighter dipped a finger in her blood and drew the lesser sign of Death on the girl's forehead, followed by the greater sign of Defiance on her stomach to force the power of the admixture through her small body.<br/><br/>((OOC: Daily Curative Admixture used. Also Lita knows about the difference between Eladrin and Elves. She just doesn't care.))