Lilieth
I can barely stand the pain when I sink into the wooden chair of the massive dining hall with my plate of breakfast held between both hands.
My whole body is in pain. My nerves kept my muscles tight and my body alert and the fight left bruises all over my body. I inspected them as I bathed after class, grimacing at how bad they already looked and felt. They're much worse on my shoulder.
So bad that I can hardly move my arm.
We've been provided with balms that will help us heal faster. I'm familiar with the herbs because we use them, too, back in the village. I half-expected them to have fancier herbs, perhaps more advanced healing techniques. But no.
In that aspect, we're all the same.
If I apply the balm religiously throughout all of today, by tomorrow, the bruises will h
