Ophelia's pov
“That's enough for today,” Eric said reluctantly. I withdrew my trembling hand from the warrior’s arm. He has been battling a horrible infection and the head healer mumbled something about needing an amputation but had only been stopped by Eric's refusal.
After I stepped back, more injured patients drew attention to themselves with groans of complaints.
“All of you settle down, she'll be back tonight to continue.” He said, then shot me a look that told me that it was not up for discussion or argument. I balled my hand into a fist to stop the trembling, it helped a little but did nothing about my thirst and hunger.
Using the shadow mark was both physically and mentally exhausting. I had almost passed out twice, Eric's response? He told the head healer to prescribe some p
