Naael flinched at the sight of the injury. Still, if she was alive, after so long, then maybe there was still a chance she could be saved. As she continued clearing rubble, now with a renewed purpose, she examined the rod, to see if it was affixed to something behind the woman, and thus she'd need to be lifted off of it, or if it needed to be pulled out of her, without moving her. Naael didn't have much in the way of medical supplies, or skill with healing, but she knew leaving that rod in couldn't possibly be a good thing.