Baraxan had watched as Snow had easily dispatched a few of the men while he took on more from the trees. He had injured three or four of the men. He had tried to not use the spear end as he didn’t want to kill any of them just make them see they had picked a fight they couldn’t win. As they retreated he had went to chase after to make sure they didn’t regroup but he saw Snow fall to the ground. Quickly running over to her he rolled her over he could see she was holding her ribs but couldn’t see any blood. Closing his eyes he slowly chanted a spell and both of them were covered in a soft blue light. As a Shaman he could heal minor injuries and help to men severe ones he wasn’t sure the extent of her injuries yet but this would help take the pain away from her.