"How do you feel? A wound like this shouldn't be a problem for you, right?"
Sarah had jumped out of the car with Natasha, intending to fly away, only to be focused down by energy weapons and shot out of the sky. Luckily, the bushes in the roadside greenery broke their fall, and Natasha was not badly hurt.
Sarah, however, was in far worse shape. Both her wings were torn, her tail had snapped, even one of the horns she had been so proud of was broken off. Her face was covered in blood, and there were several scorched wounds across her body.
Natasha hurriedly dragged her into cover. Faced with Sarah's severe injuries, she was completely at a loss. Though she carried some hemostatic bandages out of professional habit, Sarah had over a dozen wounds of varying sizes, far more than the bandages could handle. She could only press every bandage she had against the penetrating wound in Sarah's lower abdomen, but blood still kept pouring out.
"Cough, cough..." Sarah was still conscious. She spat out a mouthful of blood and gave a bitter smile. "I was careless. Just like the boss said, jumping out of the car after pulling aggro is bound to bring divine punishment."
"That joke isn't funny at all. Don't think nonsense." Natasha tried desperately to force out a smile. It should have been easy for her, but she found that she could not maintain the disguise no matter what. Her eyes were already full of tears, and she fought desperately to keep them from falling as she continued comforting her. "Don't worry. I've seen injuries like this plenty of times. I know how to treat these wounds. You're a demon, right? Demons don't die that easily."
"But... demons can die too. Don't waste your