Andre's scream followed her down, but Quinlan kept her from falling. Her head sagged in his grip, her chin hanging crooked beneath a ruined cheek. The breath that came through her mouth bubbled in blood.
Quinlan's silent [Subjugation] reached her next.
Marielle convulsed in his hand. Through the wreckage of pain, she felt the binding closing inside her and tried to resist, but all that escaped her shattered mouth was a wet, terrified rasp.
The spell took hold. Quinlan watched her surviving resistance fail before lowering her onto the floor beneath the blood smeared across the wall.
"Seraphiel."
"Leave it to me."
The Dawnbringer crouched beside Marielle, [Healing Light] gathering beneath her palm. As her magic stemmed the bleeding inside the mage's head and throat, the bubbling breaths eased into a hoarse drag of air.
Under the light, the fractured bones drew back into place. Her mouth still hung open around the broken stumps of her teeth.
