Gabriel managed to heal some of the riders, and mounts, as they kept pushing the remaining orcs up against a wall and slaughtering them, a duo of men rushing into the inn soon after. The battle raged, but as Gabriel reached Michael and Lady Luna there, the young king had tossed his helmet aside and was trying to hold Lady Luna up over his knees. She was groggy, and looking pale already. "Poison." She coughed out and grimaced.<br/><br/>It looked the knife had done remarkable harm, but the poison was worse. Her body shivered sweaty, although it did bring out a pair of nipples clear through the cloth the material strained. Her body showed blood flowing from the wound. The hit had done serious harm it seemed, the wound still bleeding forth.