Chapter 23
“Is she going to be all right?” Lucien asked, his voice gravelly with emotion. He watched the medic, a distinguished-looking man with silver at his temples and a neatly-clipped goatee, pressing gently on Sarahi's belly. She lay in a bed in the infirmary of the compound, still unconscious.
“There's some swelling here. I think there may have been some internal bleeding at one point, but it doesn't seem life-threatening. What happened?”
“She got too close to the explosion.”
“Ah,” said a nurse, lifting a fragment of oily black goo from Sarahi's chin. “That explains this.”
Lucien nodded. “Annie healed her… or at least tried to, but she wasn't able to complete the process.”
“I suppose,” the medic replied, “being part demon, their energy wasn't compatible. At least she repaired
