The Healing Wars Darkfall by Janice Hardy

Author:Janice Hardy [Hardy, Janice]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Balzer Bray
Published: 2011-09-08T05:00:00+00:00

FIFTEEN

I left Tali and dropped to Danello’s side. He was unconscious, his face pale and sweaty, his breathing fast and shallow. Soek had healed the shoulder wound, but the poison was still working its way through Danello’s system, eating him alive.

“Don’t die, please don’t die.” I pressed my palm against his forehead and grabbed his hand. Felt my way in. Bright spots flared everywhere, damage I’d never even seen before. I drew what I could, healed what I could.

Tali started whimpering again. Ipstan cried out, then Tali crashed to the floor beside me, staring at Danello as if she knew he was in trouble.

“She bit me!” Ipstan said. “The little brat bit me.”

I ignored him. Prayed she’d stay still, stay quiet, and let me save Danello from the poison every Healer said couldn’t be healed.

She watched while I drew in another batch of the damage, this time in his lungs. It chewed through my chest and I gasped. Her gaze flicked from him to me.

“Nya, you can’t help him,” Soek whispered. “I know you want to but you can’t.”

“Yes, I can.” More pain, more damage, shredding his blood, his muscles. I shoved it into the hollow space between my heart and guts. It wasn’t so hollow anymore, but there was still room.

“What is going on?” Ipstan yelled, stepping into my field of vision. He sounded more scared than angry. “Why did she attack my Healers?”

I said nothing, my teeth clenched against the pain.

Aylin cleared her throat. “She, um, was kidnapped by a tracker and taken to the Duke. He turned her into an Undying and forced her to fight. To kill. Nya found her and pulled her out of the armor, but it did something to her mind. She’s been … like that, ever since.”

“You brought an Undying here?”

“I brought my sister home.” I healed again, drew again. “She needs help.”

Ipstan wiped a hand across his mouth. The confidence he’d shown earlier was slipping, as if weighing whether my support was worth my crazy, murderous sister.

“You’re going to need pynvium if you insist on healing him,” Soek said, “and we don’t have any.”

“Ipstan does.”

Ipstan shook his head. “We don’t have enough to spare on someone who’s dying.”

“Bring me the armor.”

Soek took a step toward it, but Ipstan grabbed his arm. “That’s our armor.”

“No, it’s not,” I snapped. “We killed the Undying, so it belongs to us. I never said you could have it. You took it from Saama without even asking us.”

“I need it for the resistance. You don’t need it—”

“I need it now.”

Soek yanked his arm away and went to the wardrobe. The two Healers were still there, but they backed away.

“He’s already dead,” Ipstan said, though not unkindly. “You’re wasting it trying to help him.”

Danello’s lungs were failing again. I healed them, following the poison as it ravaged his body. “I’ll empty it when I’m done.”

“That’s not possible.”

“It is for her,” Aylin said.

Soek came back, a pynvium bracer in his hands.

“No.” Ipstan blocked him, hands out. “I’m sorry,

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