Sixteen hit points. One strike from dead.
I was still moving, because stopping was the alternative and the alternative was not available. The cyclone had passed its peak and was pulling back toward the Leviathan, the duration I had programmed into the attack running out, and I had maybe eight seconds before Phase 1 resumed active pursuit.
I used four of them on the improved healing salve, applied to my forearms where the glass particles had done the most work. The HP tick was immediate: 16 became 36 became 56 as the Silverleaf compound did what Liora had formulated it to do. Not full health. Enough to have options.
Code Sight was showing me something I had stopped paying attention to in the cyclone's chaos: the glass formations around the Leviathan were not just terrain. They were lit i
